Prada Jeans (feat. Kenngai)
Fuck that bitch a dancer (yeah)
Ima spread like fast like cancer (uh huh)
I move quick like prancer (on god)
Think you the shit in them lil Prada jeans? (no you not)
I ain't a nobody ima prodigy (oh yeah i am, yeah)
Lil baby i know you aint proud of me
Yeah yeah uh
Yeah yeah huh
Yeah yeah yeah
Im runnin round
Boy im runnin round
I dont run around yeah
I dont run it up
I, I, I, I (aye)
I dont need nobody to tell me what to do (shut the fuck up)
You is just a throwaway, sum like fast food (Thats on god, food)
You know this is something ill never try to do (Yeah, uh huh uh huh)
How you feel in them Prada jeans? (How you feel?)
Does it make you feel better for all your slutty needs? (I hope it do)
Does it make you feel better that you always on your knees? (Bitch)
I know that it make you feel better than you are now (mhm)
Please stop calling me baby I'm not a night owl (not gon stop me hoe)
Woooaaah
Yeah (facts)
I know that theres shit that you cant comprehend (facts)
Dont tell me what you want, cuz i cant be there
Fuck that bitch a dancer (aye)
Ima spread like fast like cancer (on god)
I move quick like prancer (yuh)
Think you the shit in them lil Prada jeans? (yuh, no you not)
I ain't a nobody ima prodigy (bitch i am, yeah)
Lil baby i know you aint proud of me (i hope you is)
Ima spread like fast like cancer (uh huh)
I move quick like prancer (on god)
Think you the shit in them lil Prada jeans? (no you not)
I ain't a nobody ima prodigy (oh yeah i am, yeah)
Lil baby i know you aint proud of me
Yeah yeah uh
Yeah yeah huh
Yeah yeah yeah
Im runnin round
Boy im runnin round
I dont run around yeah
I dont run it up
I, I, I, I (aye)
I dont need nobody to tell me what to do (shut the fuck up)
You is just a throwaway, sum like fast food (Thats on god, food)
You know this is something ill never try to do (Yeah, uh huh uh huh)
How you feel in them Prada jeans? (How you feel?)
Does it make you feel better for all your slutty needs? (I hope it do)
Does it make you feel better that you always on your knees? (Bitch)
I know that it make you feel better than you are now (mhm)
Please stop calling me baby I'm not a night owl (not gon stop me hoe)
Woooaaah
Yeah (facts)
I know that theres shit that you cant comprehend (facts)
Dont tell me what you want, cuz i cant be there
Fuck that bitch a dancer (aye)
Ima spread like fast like cancer (on god)
I move quick like prancer (yuh)
Think you the shit in them lil Prada jeans? (yuh, no you not)
I ain't a nobody ima prodigy (bitch i am, yeah)
Lil baby i know you aint proud of me (i hope you is)
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Writer(s): Oscar Hughes
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