Prada Dreams

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
(Oh, Hicks made this shit)
SipTee, I'm him
Uh-uh

[Chorus]
She broke but she got Prada dreams, she want designer things
Won’t buy her a diamond ring, chose me 'cause of finer things
Don’t say you proud of me, I know that you doubted me
I knew you was gon' lie to me, I knew you was gon' lie to me
She broke but she got Prada dreams, she want designer things
Won’t buy her a diamond ring, chose me 'cause of finer things
Don’t say you proud of me, I know that you doubted me
I knew you was gon' lie to me, I knew you was gon' lie to me

[Verse]
Ooh, can't win as a gold digger, you gon' lose
They said you don’t make four figures, is it true?
You wanna be a city girl, so I’m not into you
You wanna be a city girl, so I’m not into you
I been having talks with the lord, he told me, "Don’t buy what she can not afford"
Hair store quality, you trippin', you think I'ma buy you Dior
I’m so proud of me, I remember the times when I sleep on the
Floor
I’m gon' Prada me, ain’t no claiming SipTee, he so stiff on a whore
So I’m falling back, ain’t no calling back
I just got sexual intentions to get inside of that
If not, just keep me out yo' mentions, I got tired of that
And my new bitch gon' make you mad wit' her new Prada bag

[Chorus]
She broke but she got Prada dreams, she want designer things
Won’t buy her a diamond ring, chose me 'cause of finer things
Don’t say you proud of me, I know that you doubted me
I knew you was gon' lie to me, I knew you was gon' lie to me
She broke but she got Prada dreams, she want designer things
Won’t buy her a diamond ring, chose me 'cause of finer things
Don’t say you proud of me, I know that you doubted me
I knew you was gon' lie to me, I knew you was gon' lie to me