Prada

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Prada

24kGoldn, Lil Tecca · Prada · 2021 · 2:31

Lyrics

(Perfect) Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller I told that b- to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da" I get a lot of guala, spent it all on Prada (woo), that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller I told that b- to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da" I get a lot of guala, spent it all on (yeah, yeah) 'Signer (yeah), shorty said she really like designer (designer) Bought that b- a body, I designed her (yeah, yeah) Ridin' Kawasaki, better slide up (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Bro just got his re-up, better cop up (cop up) If I'm in the city, you should know (you should know) I'm in that four-door, me and three h- (three h-) Ayy, if I'm wit' your b-, then you should know (you should know) She f- with us, now she ain't comin' home (home) My new b- see me everyday (my new b- see me everyday) Tinted windows on the whip, you can't see me anyway (yeah, oh-oh) Make a lot of wishes, need a genie any day And she ain't really want you, all she really want is Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller I told that b- to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da" I get a lot of guala, spent it all on Prada (woo), that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller I told that b- to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da" I get a lot of guala, spent it all on Flashy clothes, you know a n- gettin' h- And plenty dough, won't let the game change me Going gold, and then I had to go some more These n- h-, but they don't really faze me (yeah) 'Cause I was eighteen, broke as a fiend, did what I had to do (ooh) Nineteen, stuck in a dream, actin' irrational (ooh) Twenty thousand on me, we call that casual (ooh) All before the age of twenty-one though And still ain't chasin' h- 'cause they ain't give a f- Way back 'fore I was up, oh no And I ain't savin' h- 'cause they be tryna front But I know what you want, she want some Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller I told that b- to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da" I get a lot of guala, spent it all on Prada (woo), that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller I told that b- to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da" I get a lot of guala, spent it all on

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