Baby, you like Prada and Chanel, ayy
I can tell, ayy I'm just sayin', like, baby, ayy
Ayy
Baby, you like Prada and Chanel You ain't have to say it, I can tell
Wanna put you in some Dolce & Gabbana You'll be happier when you be countin' commas
I see you interested in Balenciagas We eatin' overseas, tired of Benihanas
I wanna make you wifey, not a baby mama If love was a drug, then I'm faded
You can ride with me, don't gotta ride with them
Just cause you rock designer, you are not him
Niggas say he ballin', right above the rim So when we get that Addy, we gon' smother him
You love it when I talk a little reckless I got you overflowin', bring the plunger in
Been up for some days, feelin' restless But when we all alone, we be thunderin
Oochie wally sloppy toppy, make it nasty We in the jet, we havin' sex, but we classy
Arrivederci it's gon' hurt me when you pass me Sippin' Minute Maid up in the shade, rubbin' her ass cheeks, ayy
She love it when them balls in her jaws Shootin' up the club tonight, we ain't gettin' a plan B, ayy
I love it when you grabbin' on the wall If you lookin' for her, she at home with her bonnet on
She ain't in competition with other girls She be stayin' focused in her own lane
Turned up, but she ain't goin' out tonight She just wanna chill and do her own thing, ayy
And when she go outside, she be turnin' heads Baby, you lookin' too damn good, I almost died
You walked in the room, I can't remember what I just said I know they can't f*ck with you if they tried
I know it's just a song, but I ain't tellin' lies You the main course, you the shake and the fries
Baby, when I say this, I'ma look you in your eyes You a Quarter, cause a dime ain't enough
Every year, twenty-fine, thirty-fine, forty-fine, fifty-fine it don't matter, cause you agin' like wine
Knowin' you a diamond in the rough And I love the way you move, girl, you got it
I'ma tell you all the time, uh-huh Baby, you like Prada and Chanel
You ain't have to say it, I can tell Wanna put you in some Dolce & Gabbana
You'll be happier when you be countin' commas I see you interested in Balenciagas
We eatin' overseas, tired of Benihanas I wanna make you wifey, not a baby mama
If love was a drug, then I'm faded
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Baby, you like Prada and Chanel, ayy
I can tell, ayy I'm just sayin', like, baby, ayy
Ayy
Baby, you like Prada and Chanel You ain't have to say it, I can tell
Wanna put you in some Dolce & Gabbana You'll be happier when you be countin' commas
I see you interested in Balenciagas We eatin' overseas, tired of Benihanas
I wanna make you wifey, not a baby mama If love was a drug, then I'm faded
You can ride with me, don't gotta ride with them
Just cause you rock designer, you are not him
Niggas say he ballin', right above the rim So when we get that Addy, we gon' smother him
You love it when I talk a little reckless I got you overflowin', bring the plunger in
Been up for some days, feelin' restless But when we all alone, we be thunderin
Oochie wally sloppy toppy, make it nasty We in the jet, we havin' sex, but we classy
Arrivederci it's gon' hurt me when you pass me Sippin' Minute Maid up in the shade, rubbin' her ass cheeks, ayy
She love it when them balls in her jaws Shootin' up the club tonight, we ain't gettin' a plan B, ayy
I love it when you grabbin' on the wall If you lookin' for her, she at home with her bonnet on
She ain't in competition with other girls She be stayin' focused in her own lane
Turned up, but she ain't goin' out tonight She just wanna chill and do her own thing, ayy
And when she go outside, she be turnin' heads Baby, you lookin' too damn good, I almost died
You walked in the room, I can't remember what I just said I know they can't f*ck with you if they tried
I know it's just a song, but I ain't tellin' lies You the main course, you the shake and the fries
Baby, when I say this, I'ma look you in your eyes You a Quarter, cause a dime ain't enough
Every year, twenty-fine, thirty-fine, forty-fine, fifty-fine it don't matter, cause you agin' like wine
Knowin' you a diamond in the rough And I love the way you move, girl, you got it
I'ma tell you all the time, uh-huh Baby, you like Prada and Chanel
You ain't have to say it, I can tell Wanna put you in some Dolce & Gabbana
You'll be happier when you be countin' commas I see you interested in Balenciagas
We eatin' overseas, tired of Benihanas I wanna make you wifey, not a baby mama
If love was a drug, then I'm faded
I can tell, ayy I'm just sayin', like, baby, ayy
Ayy
Baby, you like Prada and Chanel You ain't have to say it, I can tell
Wanna put you in some Dolce & Gabbana You'll be happier when you be countin' commas
I see you interested in Balenciagas We eatin' overseas, tired of Benihanas
I wanna make you wifey, not a baby mama If love was a drug, then I'm faded
You can ride with me, don't gotta ride with them
Just cause you rock designer, you are not him
Niggas say he ballin', right above the rim So when we get that Addy, we gon' smother him
You love it when I talk a little reckless I got you overflowin', bring the plunger in
Been up for some days, feelin' restless But when we all alone, we be thunderin
Oochie wally sloppy toppy, make it nasty We in the jet, we havin' sex, but we classy
Arrivederci it's gon' hurt me when you pass me Sippin' Minute Maid up in the shade, rubbin' her ass cheeks, ayy
She love it when them balls in her jaws Shootin' up the club tonight, we ain't gettin' a plan B, ayy
I love it when you grabbin' on the wall If you lookin' for her, she at home with her bonnet on
She ain't in competition with other girls She be stayin' focused in her own lane
Turned up, but she ain't goin' out tonight She just wanna chill and do her own thing, ayy
And when she go outside, she be turnin' heads Baby, you lookin' too damn good, I almost died
You walked in the room, I can't remember what I just said I know they can't f*ck with you if they tried
I know it's just a song, but I ain't tellin' lies You the main course, you the shake and the fries
Baby, when I say this, I'ma look you in your eyes You a Quarter, cause a dime ain't enough
Every year, twenty-fine, thirty-fine, forty-fine, fifty-fine it don't matter, cause you agin' like wine
Knowin' you a diamond in the rough And I love the way you move, girl, you got it
I'ma tell you all the time, uh-huh Baby, you like Prada and Chanel
You ain't have to say it, I can tell Wanna put you in some Dolce & Gabbana
You'll be happier when you be countin' commas I see you interested in Balenciagas
We eatin' overseas, tired of Benihanas I wanna make you wifey, not a baby mama
If love was a drug, then I'm faded
Writer: Darius Kearney
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