Prada - Smile (feat. Da.trip) Lyrics

Girl I miss your smile
Thinking bout you like I'm running a thousand miles
I know that you don't f*ck with me
And I know you ain't for the f*ckery
Taking my heart was like a robbery
Yeah, yeah, running with a choppa nigga slow I'ma bang, yeah
Running from love, niggas know what I say, yeah
They know I say, yeah
Prada and Trip in this bitch like A and Juice
Demons and angels, like how I fell for you
My demons and angels told me not to f*ck with you
Girl
Sitting here like I miss your smile
See you so bright, I need you for a while
You're loud like a f*cking crowd
Fix your face, girl, why you frown
Girl I miss your smile
Thinking bout you like I'm running a thousand miles
I know that you don't f*ck with me
And I know you ain't for the f*ckery
(Da da da)
I know that you don't really f*ck with me
Use me for the cash
But you stuck with me
Got away as soon as I could luckily
You ain't f*ck with me no more, no more
I've been thinking bout this bag up
If I had to run it, I'm talking bout the cash yeah
You don't know me, but you try to
What you need to do is go and pick up your bible Walk up with a rifle, I don't trifle
If I'm on the top of the pedestal, I'm talking Eiffel
Yeah shawty got some plans for your ass, got a knife, fool
If I did it work, shawty, girl, would I be right for you
Be right for you
Going through the night and I don't know what to do But i've been trying so hard,
I've been going so hard
If I felt like Joker, then I might just play his card
Girl I miss your smile
Thinking bout you like I'm running a thousand miles
I know that you don't f*ck with me
And I know you ain't for the f*ckery
Prada