Lyrics to Prada (Remix)
(XXXTENTACLES, nigga)
(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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on (Yeah, yeah)
Designer (Yeah), shorty said she really like designer (Designer)
Bought that bitch 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, mе and three hoes (Three hoes)
Ayy, if I'm wit' your bitch, then you should know (You should know)
Shе fuck with us, now she ain't comin' home (Home)
My new bitch see me everyday (My new bitch 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 bitch to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da"
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 bitch to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on
If she leaves me, her blood spills
So what? I would kill for love, big deal
For the last few years, life seems unreal
Words can't describe the way I feel
Uh, intimacy
Uh, I hold her closely
These other girls try to coax me
They're no good, you could quote me (Uh)
Fee-Fi-Fo, I'm marchin' along (Along)
Tic-Tac-Toe, three times in a row (Three times in a row)
Do-Re-Mi, I sing for her love (Uh)
Can't copy that feeling, no Kinkos
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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on
(XXXTENTACLES, nigga)
(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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on (Yeah, yeah)
Designer (Yeah), shorty said she really like designer (Designer)
Bought that bitch 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, mе and three hoes (Three hoes)
Ayy, if I'm wit' your bitch, then you should know (You should know)
Shе fuck with us, now she ain't comin' home (Home)
My new bitch see me everyday (My new bitch 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 bitch to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da"
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 bitch to do a trick and she said, "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on
If she leaves me, her blood spills
So what? I would kill for love, big deal
For the last few years, life seems unreal
Words can't describe the way I feel
Uh, intimacy
Uh, I hold her closely
These other girls try to coax me
They're no good, you could quote me (Uh)
Fee-Fi-Fo, I'm marchin' along (Along)
Tic-Tac-Toe, three times in a row (Three times in a row)
Do-Re-Mi, I sing for her love (Uh)
Can't copy that feeling, no Kinkos
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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
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 bitch to do a trick and she said "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on
(XXXTENTACLES, nigga)
