Sugar Daddy Miss Prada

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[Chorus: Miss Prada]
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Uh)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy, and I'm his baby, bitch

[Verse 1: Miss Prada]
His wife, she hates me, but I'm the one with the jewels
Money before I touch you, geezer, that's the fucking rules
I-I-I don't wanna meet your kids, I just wanna meet your credit
I'm blonde and I have double Ds, and my pussy wants you to pet it
Breakfast at Tiffany's, lunch we're heading Sach's
Dinner will be Balenciaga and lunch will be a snack
Don't touch these pearls around my neck, little girl, get your own
I fuck for all I have to get, you have to take out a loan

[Pre-Chorus: Miss Prada]
Anything I want I get

[Chorus: Miss Prada]
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Ah)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy and I'm his baby, bitch (Ah! Ah! Ah!)
He's my sugar daddy, thighs up in the Cadi
I'm his sugar baby, thumbs up in my labi (Ah)
Money, clothes, that's all he knows
He's my sugar daddy (Daddy, daddy, daddy)
And I'm his baby, bitch