Prada (I Like It) Testo
Testo Prada (I Like It)
Ah-ooh
Demon
Do I know you?
Dressed up like a Petra Collins portrait, I like that, I like that
Don't need a spotlight
The way you've got the paparazzi clicks going, flash, flash, flash
Waiting for the lightning to strike (To strike)
Yeah, you like that don't you, you like that don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill
But damn
You're dressed to kill
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah I like it, baby
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge maybe you should try it, baby
All black, all black, Prada
Hanging out back of the car, car
Bumping that Nelly like, ah, ah
Making them sick with the cut of my fit
Flashes of violet blue
Staring at the strobe lights flicking on you
Do you wanna?
Do ya, do ya, do ya? (Oh)
Waiting for the lightning to strike
Yeah, you like that don't you, you like that don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill
But damn
You're dressed to kill
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah I like it, baby
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge maybe you should try it, baby
Flash, flash, flash
All black, all black
Prada, Prada
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all
All, all, all
Demon
Do I know you?
Dressed up like a Petra Collins portrait, I like that, I like that
Don't need a spotlight
The way you've got the paparazzi clicks going, flash, flash, flash
Waiting for the lightning to strike (To strike)
Yeah, you like that don't you, you like that don't you?
And I don't know if I need the thrill
But damn
You're dressed to kill
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah I like it, baby
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge maybe you should try it, baby
All black, all black, Prada
Hanging out back of the car, car
Bumping that Nelly like, ah, ah
Making them sick with the cut of my fit
Flashes of violet blue
Staring at the strobe lights flicking on you
Do you wanna?
Do ya, do ya, do ya? (Oh)
Waiting for the lightning to strike
Yeah, you like that don't you, you like that don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill
But damn
You're dressed to kill
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah I like it, baby
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all black
I'm at the cliffs edge maybe you should try it, baby
Flash, flash, flash
All black, all black
Prada, Prada
All black, all black Prada, Prada
All black, all
All, all, all
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