prada lyrics

[Intro: Vayda]
Yeah, ah ah ah yeah ah Vayda
Vay ah Vayda Vay ah
Vayda Vay ah ah ah Vayda Vay Vay

[Chorus: Vayda]
Thought I was playing, Say Vay Primadonna
That b*tch my daughter, I raised and I taught her
She used to asking that n*gga for food
But now she asking that n*gga for Prada
My hoes is meeting discreet, can't get caught up
I think before that sh*t ever been thought of
Where is my peace like hakuna matata
Why all these n*ggas be bothering me for
Where is my peace like hakuna matata
Why all these n*ggas be bothering me for
She running late and she mad I took detours
Money the only thing I stand on feet for
b*tch bad as hell and she ride with a uh
b*tch bad as hell and she ride with a pitchfork
I'm fine as hell and I ride with a pink sword
Count up the bands, I spend hundreds on Dior

[Verse: Vayda]
You wanna see me then see me on tour
Hoe's sad as hell and she looking lie Eeyore
b*tch bald, looking like Caillou
I write a song, they call it a haiku
Went on my story, they wanna know my lore
You want me to reply but I'm saying what for
I'm pushing the limit, put sh*t to the floor
I'm walking right in to all of them doors
Ah yeah ah yeah ah Vayda ah Vayda
[Verse: Pablo Skywalkin]
I'm driving that coupe, that b*tch it go fast
b*tch is so pretty, she shaking her ass
n*gga so lame, go broke for a bag
sh*t, in my hood I feel like my dad
sh*t I make money, I spend it on fashion
Car so fast I damn near crashed it
All new blues, I put 'em in plastic
Ten on her ass, I gave her a ass lift
I hang with god but I think I know Satan
b*tch in a car and a b*tch she chased it
b*tch see my teeth and she get butt naked
Spend a n*gga life on a Cartier bracelet
I never show a b*tch where my safe at
Rich n*gga not finna sleep in a Maybach
In the front seat where we keep the AK at
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, I call that payback
Baby momma don't know where I stay at
Playground in the back where my f*cking kids play at
Twenty thousand and he dead, might pay that
Twenty thousand when he dead why I say that

[Chorus: Vayda]
Thought I was playing, Say Vay Primadonna
That b*tch my daughter, I raised and I taught her
She used to asking that n*gga for food
But now she asking that n*gga for Prada
My hoes is meeting discreet can't get caught up
I think before that sh*t ever been thought of
Where is my peace like hakuna matata
Why all these n*ggas be bothering me for
Where is my peace like hakuna matata
Why all these n*ggas be bothering me for
She running late and she mad I took detours
Money the only thing I stand on feet for
b*tch bad as hell and she ride with a uh
b*tch bad as hell and she ride with a pitchfork
I'm fine as hell and I ride with a pink sword
Count up the bands, I spend hundreds on Dior