Prada Party Lyrics

Aye, Aye

We gon' make some sound

We gon' make them bodies drop to the fucking ground

You already know that we comin' with that loud sound

It's the new wave, yeah

It's the New Age, yeah

Time to do our thing all over them, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Got these bitches shakin' ass in my room

Got these bitches trippin' off a fucking shroom

Go and make some room

I'm tryna lay between you two

Go and make some fuckin' room for that new, new

Balenci

Margiela

Dior

Brothers are ready to kill when the time comes

They ready to go

They set it off and let off some smoke

Big smoke to the dome

We take your bitch, you don't deserve that hoe

Pour up a four and count up this roll

Gave my babies Celine, Chanel

We in Prada

We ready to go

At the Prada party, they ready to blow

Sippin' wockesha

Sippin' on that yurr

Yeah I'm feelin' like a Rockstar

Sippin' on that lean wockesha

Yeah I feel like a Wockstar

Wockstar faded off that yurr

My baby, I get it, now I'm sippin' wockesha

Yeah, pour me up another fuckin' deuce, I need it

Now, baby, go ahead and go and bleed it, I need it

I see you, I know that we in a Prada Party

Yeah, don't play, don't play with me, yeah baby

Keep that kay, that iron with me yeah baby

You'll feel this energy, yeah baby

And we're ready to blow in designer baby

Don't even try to play with me

On my momma, nigga

It be that stick, nigga