J Brown - PRADA

Tell the hoe don't want her
Bitches want is Prada
Paper planes is what I speak to hit you up, to take his knockers
Never knew defeat and all these niggas wanna tweet they problems
Three X on my chest
We salute the best for the one time
I said it's better late than never
Pushin' work will do better
Really stuck on my grind had to pedal to the metal
Push the bullshit aside
Baby thought we was forever?
She gon' do what I say so she want all my pesos the bankroll
Hit his homeboy up we gon' leave that nigga in admission
I don't fuck with pussies but I still beat up the kitten
But I still beat down his ass if nigga talking sweet
Money at that meet and greet
Hunnids just to talk to me yessir yeah
Bitch get up let's go and hit the road and make that money going
Will I die tonight?
Hearing Legends got me paranoid
Can you be my light?
Couple times that I trusted you
Blow a bag at night
Different ways I could spend more
We salute the best for the one time
One time, one time
We salute the best for the one time
Tell the hoe don't want her
Bitches want is Prada
Paper planes is what I speak to hit you up, to take his knockers
Never knew defeat and all these niggas wanna tweet they problems
Three X on my chest
We salute the best for the one time
We salute the best for the one time
One time, one time
We salute the best for the one time

Written by:
Joshua Montoya

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