New Bottega (Demo) lyrics

[Intro]
I'ma paint my whips maraschino
'Cause I'm a f*ckin' diva
Baby, I don't rock Moschino, Versace, Valentino
Real Italiana mama, New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da, Prada-da

[Verse 1]
I like the Gucci, the Miu Miu, Missoni, new Cavalli
Vintage Armani, Ferragamo, amor Milano
I put the boy in Galliano, now he's a f*ckin' model
I'ma make him famous, rename him
I'm icin' out his chain and
Still grippin' the stainless
Stay dangerous, 'cause most of these n*ggas is brainless
Itty b*tch, you plain and Plain Jane-less, I gotta stay rich and famous
He-he-hello, ya n*gga be f*ckin' me in my Gucci stilettos
He be fingerin' me, f*ckin' me in my coupe Lamborghini
Get some bread out these n*ggas and then I poof like Houdini, uh

[Refrain]
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da, Prada-da
[Verse 2]
I say, "Hello," into the void
The monster comes alive
Eating all the girls and boys
She finds in the night time
Now they're runnin' for their lives
Running for their f*cking lives, yeah
I'll chase them all night
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
Now, which way to turn?
Nowhere to hide as bombs fall out of the sky
I'll survive the Third World War
Gettin' high in a coal mine
Now I'm losing my mind, losing my mind

[Chorus]
I'ma paint my whips maraschino 'cause I'm a f*ckin' diva
Baby, I don't rock Moschino, Versace, Valentino
Real Italiana mama, new Bottega, Prada-da

[Verse 3]
I'm a double D cup diva
I pounce down the runway like a cheetah
Cheetah, cheetah prints, I'm sexy, so sexy
Come pop this f*ckin' cherry
I'm a double D cup diva
I pounce down the runway like a cheetah
Cheetah, cheetah prints, I’m sexy, so sexy
Come pop this f*ckin' cherry
Li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-lick it right
Li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-lick it right
[Outro]
I'ma paint my whips maraschino 'cause I'm a f*ckin' legend