Sum 2 prove by Swagtastic Lyrics
[intro]
She into designer that's my Prada bitch
No we cannot hang cuz I'm counting bitch
Stuff another wood full of cannabis
Shoot my shot like I never miss
She's got the swag
Yeah~
She's got the swag
[Chorus]
She into designer that's my Prada bitch
No we cannot hang cuz I'm counting bitch
Stuff another wood full of cannabis
Shoot my shot like I never miss
And when we're talking, keep it a 100 with you
Look face to face right in my eyes it's the truth
If you ain't my mate you better watch what you do
Bitch I do what I do cause I got something to prove
[Verse]
I trust my friends when they say I'll go far
I'm in the booth so I know it hit hard
Keep it a buck I don't feel like a star
I ain't even careful when I'm whippin the car
White owl in my pack like its Mumei
You say that you fuck with me, it's too late
Always side by side that's a true mate
Never take shit for something you made
[Chorus]
She into designer that's my Prada bitch
No we cannot hang cuz I'm counting bitch
Stuff another wood full of cannabis
Shoot my shot like I never miss
And when we're talking, keep it a 100 with you
Look face to face right in my eyes it's the truth
If you ain't my mate you better watch what you do
Bitch I do what I do cause I got something to prove
I do what I do cause I got something to prove
Something to prove, bitch something to prove
Something to prove, something to prove
She into designer that's my Prada bitch
No we cannot hang cuz I'm counting bitch
Stuff another wood full of cannabis
Shoot my shot like I never miss
She's got the swag
Yeah~
She's got the swag
[Chorus]
She into designer that's my Prada bitch
No we cannot hang cuz I'm counting bitch
Stuff another wood full of cannabis
Shoot my shot like I never miss
And when we're talking, keep it a 100 with you
Look face to face right in my eyes it's the truth
If you ain't my mate you better watch what you do
Bitch I do what I do cause I got something to prove
[Verse]
I trust my friends when they say I'll go far
I'm in the booth so I know it hit hard
Keep it a buck I don't feel like a star
I ain't even careful when I'm whippin the car
White owl in my pack like its Mumei
You say that you fuck with me, it's too late
Always side by side that's a true mate
Never take shit for something you made
[Chorus]
She into designer that's my Prada bitch
No we cannot hang cuz I'm counting bitch
Stuff another wood full of cannabis
Shoot my shot like I never miss
And when we're talking, keep it a 100 with you
Look face to face right in my eyes it's the truth
If you ain't my mate you better watch what you do
Bitch I do what I do cause I got something to prove
I do what I do cause I got something to prove
Something to prove, bitch something to prove
Something to prove, something to prove