Lyrics For Prada By AKA & Khuli Chana
[Chorus: AKA]
You got to buy me Prada, don’t buy me flowers (Uh huh, aah huh)
I bought you fifty roses, gift wrapped in hundreds (Mcwaah)
I know you can’t see through my mind
Flex on me sometimes
That’s just what I like, yeah
I bought you fifty roses, gift wrapped in hundreds (Mcwaah)
[Verse 1: AKA]
Top Level
Pulled up, make all the girls jealous
French kiss me in my section
Drunk sex me in my kitchen (Uh, uh)
Whats next? Valentines never made sense
These girls wanna have blessings
These girls don’t want no teddiеs
Gaup for the mani & pedi
Soft with the Louis and Fеndi
[Chorus: AKA]
You got to buy me Prada, don’t buy me flowers (Uh huh, aah huh)
I bought you fifty roses, gift wrapped in hundreds (Mcwaah)
(Northside, shit happens)
(That’s life)
(Phoenix rise from the ash, let’s ride)
You got to buy me Prada, don’t buy me flowers (Uh huh, aah huh)
[Verse 2: Khuli Chana]
Life begins at 40, wifey just bought me my first Rollie
I’m sayin’ goodbyes to the old me, Bophelo bo soft, hake sole
Cheques cleared, now we checked-in
Dilo di chang’ile, interesting
Skipping lines at the PRADA store, now that is the kinda content we signed up for
Red bow on the G-Wagon
Untie the blindfold, look where we headin’
(Loungin’ in some island, mean muggin’, no smilin’)
Sky to the ground till we hit the floor
Tlisa bill let me sign it off
[Outro: AKA]
You got to buy me Prada, don’t buy me flowers (Mcwaah)