Bury Me In Prada
Bury me in Prada
Dyin on the inside, only see the outside
Put me in Amiris when I pass because I wanna
Imma catch a space flight, see y'all on the other side
Catch me at the gates and I'll be drippin wit designer
Louis handbag, gucci belt
Spent a lot of time just workin on myself
All this money on me imma take to hell
Bury me in Prada
Fitted for a Fendi farewell, bitch
I just had to let em know how I was feelin tho
Member they ain't want me till I got rich
I just had to let em know what they been sleepin on
Spent a lotta fuckin hours in the studio
Turned a lot of hatin bitches into groupie hoes
They all sat around and watched my fuckin mental go
Lucky I ain't stop yo face in with my Ricky o's
Snakes in my casket
Lookin for a profit
Even when I'm dead
Conversation I'm the topic
Tryna make some money off my name now
I got records goin platinum in my grave now
People only come around if they get paid now
It's like a drug and people crazy when they go without
I never thought I'd see a day I'd have to shut em out
And now they hatin cause I never gave em hand outs
Bury me in Prada
Dyin on the inside, only see the outside
Put me in Amiris when I pass because I wanna
Imma catch a space flight, see y'all on the other side
Catch me at the gates and I'll be drippin wit designer
Louis handbag, gucci belt
Spent a lot of time just workin on myself
All this money on me imma take to hell
Bury me in Prada
Dyin on the inside, only see the outside
Put me in Amiris when I pass because I wanna
Imma catch a space flight, see y'all on the other side
Catch me at the gates and I'll be drippin wit designer
Louis handbag, gucci belt
Spent a lot of time just workin on myself
All this money on me imma take to hell
Bury me in Prada
Fitted for a Fendi farewell, bitch
I just had to let em know how I was feelin tho
Member they ain't want me till I got rich
I just had to let em know what they been sleepin on
Spent a lotta fuckin hours in the studio
Turned a lot of hatin bitches into groupie hoes
They all sat around and watched my fuckin mental go
Lucky I ain't stop yo face in with my Ricky o's
Snakes in my casket
Lookin for a profit
Even when I'm dead
Conversation I'm the topic
Tryna make some money off my name now
I got records goin platinum in my grave now
People only come around if they get paid now
It's like a drug and people crazy when they go without
I never thought I'd see a day I'd have to shut em out
And now they hatin cause I never gave em hand outs
Bury me in Prada
Dyin on the inside, only see the outside
Put me in Amiris when I pass because I wanna
Imma catch a space flight, see y'all on the other side
Catch me at the gates and I'll be drippin wit designer
Louis handbag, gucci belt
Spent a lot of time just workin on myself
All this money on me imma take to hell
Bury me in Prada
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Writer(s): Patrick Hayes
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