Prada Bag (Can't Lift It)

To be perfect
Gotta go
Na na na na na
I gotta weigh
My new
Prada bag up
I swear I just brought the
Essentials
I gotta be prepared for
Da na na, na na na, na...

I was selfish with my time
I gotta work on my album
I'm ripe for the season
And I'm your ride for the hour
I tried my best
To find a reason for you to talk to me
But when I
Was just myself, you couldn't get enough of me
I've tried everything else
I swear, I'm done, I'm exhausted
I got a reason to prepare what I've gone and got lost for you for
Now that's my life baby
At the end of the day
My choices
They broke my ass so I could save it
Again

To be perfect
Gotta go
Na na na na na
I gotta weigh
My new
Prada bag up
I swear I just brought the
Essentials
I gotta be prepared for
Da na na, na na na, na...

Da, da na, na na na...
Da, don't know myself
That's my life baby
At the end of the day
You've got
To save
Yourself

That's what i'm doing
Yeah, that's what i'm doing
Hell, you should do it too
Yeah, you should do it too

I been doing...
And now all the ants come marching in
In
Now all the ants are marching in
Now all the ants look the same
Marching in
You can do it too
You know?
You can do it too
You can give to em, yeah

Na na na, na na na...

To be perfect
Gotta go
Na na na na na
I can't lift
My new
Prada bag up
I swear I just brought the
Essentials
I gotta be prepared for
Da na na, na na na, uh...

You know me



Credits
Writer(s): Alea Mead
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