Prada

Verse 1

Gold heels hit like a drum,

Moves so sharp, they leave me numb.

Heat in her walk, no time for drama,

She steps like she was born in Prada.

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Pre-Chorus

Rules break in the way she spins,

Dares me close with secret grins.

New decode in her persona,

Laced in red and wearing Prada.

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Bridge

No past, no future, just the now,

She don’t care for when or how.

Drives through dark like some mad saga,

Branded deep, she’s draped in Prada.

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(Long extended Instrumental Drop) beats.)

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Chorus

Prada

(Long extended Instrumental Drop)

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Verse 2

Lips stay locked in cryptic games,

Burns her mark, forgets my name.

No disguise, no worn persona,

She rewrote the rules in Prada.

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Pre-Chorus

Rules break in the way she spins,

Dares me close with secret grins.

New decode in her persona,

Laced in red and wearing Prada.

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Bridge

No map, no signal, no sahara,

Only heat she brings with Prada.

Every beat’s a haunted mantra,

Lost inside her cruel aroma.

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(Long extended Instrumental Drop)

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Chorus

Prada

(Long extended Instrumental Drop)

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(Long extended Instrumental Drop)

Prada