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Fully Paid - Prada Milan Lyrics



Fully Paid - Prada Milan Lyrics
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Yeah, she want a fairytale ending
And she want flowers, and she want sex on the beach
She sayin' that she really stiff on them niggas
Don't need her a nigga to f*ck up the peace
Light-skinned bitch, rose-colored your cheeks
Prada Milan when I look at your feet
She a bad bitch and I'm payin' the fee, the ratin' a 10 when we goin' to Eat
Stand on this paper, it help you to see, that I'm bein' me
I'm one of one, baby, you gotta come see, them other broke hoes can't tolerate P
Be gone in a week
Don't pay no mind when they sayin' I ain't righteous
Showin' it love if you like it
It ain't no stress if you want it, can swipe it,
Baby, pull up, ain't no need for the typin'
Taggin' along, you bein' a sidekick
Throw away chrome, she sleepin' in my shit
Way that you do it might cut off my side bitch
Just walk in the house, no need for a sign-in
Hit you from the front, I'm seein' that lil' gold cartier bracelet all over your ankle
You be the realest and I gotta thank you, really deep down, never knew that they made em
F*ckin you good, ain't no need for no cable
Runnin' with lames man that shit was unstable
F*ck seeing the bedroom, just clear this shit all off the table
I wanna f*ck up some real money, the money I feel I don't spend nothin
You got her from fakin go spend some, I play miri and chrome this shit feel fun
F*ck with us, we be goin' from run to run
Usually when I hit I be one and done
Rollin' dope in the crib, I got heavy lungs
I don't know what's up next, but it's more to come
Damn, I'm knowin' it's more to come
Yeah, I'm knowin' it's more to come
Baggin' it up and you helpin' me eat
Livin' this life, man, it ain't for the weak
Talkin' that money on Twitter, but bitches be broke in real life, don't know she a leech
I heard some niggas, they tryna come back from your past, but they ain't tryna compete
These niggas be finished, how you be talkin' that game on the net, but be speakin' on me
I'm hittin' his hoe, make a bitch from a P
Givin' her pipe when she say it's a leak
Givin' you game, but I hardly a preach,
I'm fallin' for you, got me feelin' like screech
Them niggas hate me, I ain't with all the beef, If I lose the whip, then I'm servin' on feet
She from the west, but I stay on the east,
I stare at you crazy while you by the sink
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Yeah, she want a fairytale ending
And she want flowers, and she want sex on the beach
She sayin' that she really stiff on them niggas
Don't need her a nigga to f*ck up the peace
Light-skinned bitch, rose-colored your cheeks
Prada Milan when I look at your feet
She a bad bitch and I'm payin' the fee, the ratin' a 10 when we goin' to Eat
Stand on this paper, it help you to see, that I'm bein' me
I'm one of one, baby, you gotta come see, them other broke hoes can't tolerate P
Be gone in a week
Don't pay no mind when they sayin' I ain't righteous
Showin' it love if you like it
It ain't no stress if you want it, can swipe it,
Baby, pull up, ain't no need for the typin'
Taggin' along, you bein' a sidekick
Throw away chrome, she sleepin' in my shit
Way that you do it might cut off my side bitch
Just walk in the house, no need for a sign-in
Hit you from the front, I'm seein' that lil' gold cartier bracelet all over your ankle
You be the realest and I gotta thank you, really deep down, never knew that they made em
F*ckin you good, ain't no need for no cable
Runnin' with lames man that shit was unstable
F*ck seeing the bedroom, just clear this shit all off the table
I wanna f*ck up some real money, the money I feel I don't spend nothin
You got her from fakin go spend some, I play miri and chrome this shit feel fun
F*ck with us, we be goin' from run to run
Usually when I hit I be one and done
Rollin' dope in the crib, I got heavy lungs
I don't know what's up next, but it's more to come
Damn, I'm knowin' it's more to come
Yeah, I'm knowin' it's more to come
Baggin' it up and you helpin' me eat
Livin' this life, man, it ain't for the weak
Talkin' that money on Twitter, but bitches be broke in real life, don't know she a leech
I heard some niggas, they tryna come back from your past, but they ain't tryna compete
These niggas be finished, how you be talkin' that game on the net, but be speakin' on me
I'm hittin' his hoe, make a bitch from a P
Givin' her pipe when she say it's a leak
Givin' you game, but I hardly a preach,
I'm fallin' for you, got me feelin' like screech
Them niggas hate me, I ain't with all the beef, If I lose the whip, then I'm servin' on feet
She from the west, but I stay on the east,
I stare at you crazy while you by the sink
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Writer: Perry Fullum
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Written by: Perry Fullum
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