LYRICS: AKA & Khuli Chana – Prada

You got to buy me Prada

Don’t buy me flowers (Uh uhh, ahhh haa)

I bought you fifty roses

Gift wrapped in hundreds (Mwaah)

I know you can’t see through my mind

Flex on me sometimes

That’s just what I like

I bought you fifty roses

Gift wrapped in hundreds (Mwaah)

Top level

Pulled up make all the girls jealous

French kiss me in my section

Drunk sex me in my kitchen (uh uh)

What’s next

Valentines never make sense

These girls wanna have blessings

These girls don’t want no teddies

Gaup for the mani and pedi

Soft with the Louis and Fendi

You got to buy me Prada

Don’t buy me flowers (Uh uhh, ahhh haa)

I bought you fifty roses

Gift wrapped in hundreds (Mwaah)

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 oooh)

Life begins at 40

Wifey just bought me my first rollie

I’m saying goodbyes to the old me

Bophelo bo soft, hake sole

Checks cleared, now we checked-in

Dilo di chang’ile, interesting

Skipping lines at the PRADA store

Now that is the kind of content we signed up for

Red bow on the G-Wagon

Untie the blindfold, look where we heading (Lounging in a island, mean mugging, no smiling)

Sky to the ground till we hit the floor

Tlisa bill, let me sign it off

You got to buy me Prada

Don’t buy me flowers (Mwaah)