Songtext von Prada

Woah, woah, woah, woah (Yea blitt, yea blatt) Yea woah, woah woah woah Bow, bow, bow I slide with that choppa I want the yen yeah I want the dollars Skinny petite y-y-yeah she a model I want some Christian Diors and Pradas She call me daddy, she call me papa CSC yea I want them commas I am the goat I am not a llama Talkin' that money then hit my line Plain Jane on I can tell my time And the good drank got me out of my mind Sippin' on red with a red eye She like my dreads she say I'm fye Kick her out the crib I tell her bye bye And shoutout to Tibs you know that's my guy I been blowing up lately My old friends lookin' crazy My ex wanna have my baby Sippin' tuss it got me lazy And I'm a billionaire like Jay-Z Back then they tried to play me I love the ones who hate me And now my exes claim me Bow, bow, bow I slide with that choppa I want the yen yeah I want the dollars Skinny petite y-y-yeah she a model I want some Christian Diors and Pradas She call me daddy, she call me papa CSC yea I want them commas I am the goat I am not a llama Bow, bow, bow I slide with that choppa I want the yen yeah I want the dollars Skinny petite y-y-yeah she a model I want some Christian Diors and Pradas She call me daddy, she call me papa CSC yea I want them commas I am the goat I am not a llama