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Youfailed! - Prada Lyrics



Youfailed! - Prada Lyrics




I don't think she love me she just love her Prada
You a snake like Triple S, don't want Balenciaga
Black and gray my sweater that's a Benenato
You too cold to touch and I think that's a problem
I'm gon fly to Tokyo I feel like Christian Dada
223 don't go on plane so imma keep the nana
Kickin 23 no Jordan more like Margiela
She love fabric that's her passion who am I to stop her

She a very freaky girl don't bring her to your mama
I can see the games you playin in these gold Toyama
She don't smoke but she act hippy in Collina Strada

Tie-dye gangsta bitch, oh let's do a drive by
It came wit a laser so she feel like sci-fi
She call me a prince but she don't f*ck around wit Cyhi
She got cake and I want pie, I let her blow that bag I'm in my baggy gettin die high

I don't know you, how you know me thats the scenery
That's why she ask YF why are you so mean to me
She gon try to free load, but ain't shit free hoe
I don't wear no rag and bone cuz it look cheap doe

I don't think she love me she just love her Prada
You a snake like Triple S, don't want Balenciaga
Black and gray my sweater that's a Benenato
You too cold to touch and I think that's a problem
I'm gon fly to Tokyo I feel like Christian Dada
223 don't go on plane so imma keep the nana
Kickin 23 no Jordan more like Margiela
She love fabric that's her passion who am I to stop her
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I don't think she love me she just love her Prada
You a snake like Triple S, don't want Balenciaga
Black and gray my sweater that's a Benenato
You too cold to touch and I think that's a problem
I'm gon fly to Tokyo I feel like Christian Dada
223 don't go on plane so imma keep the nana
Kickin 23 no Jordan more like Margiela
She love fabric that's her passion who am I to stop her

She a very freaky girl don't bring her to your mama
I can see the games you playin in these gold Toyama
She don't smoke but she act hippy in Collina Strada

Tie-dye gangsta bitch, oh let's do a drive by
It came wit a laser so she feel like sci-fi
She call me a prince but she don't f*ck around wit Cyhi
She got cake and I want pie, I let her blow that bag I'm in my baggy gettin die high

I don't know you, how you know me thats the scenery
That's why she ask YF why are you so mean to me
She gon try to free load, but ain't shit free hoe
I don't wear no rag and bone cuz it look cheap doe

I don't think she love me she just love her Prada
You a snake like Triple S, don't want Balenciaga
Black and gray my sweater that's a Benenato
You too cold to touch and I think that's a problem
I'm gon fly to Tokyo I feel like Christian Dada
223 don't go on plane so imma keep the nana
Kickin 23 no Jordan more like Margiela
She love fabric that's her passion who am I to stop her
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Writer: Chase Pound
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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