Yea,
That Gucci and that Prada bag
Make you feel less sad
I got what she want, I got what she want
I got what she want, I got what she want (ye,ye)
Gucci and that Prada bag (wow)
Make you feel less sad (wow)
She can't leave my bed
Oh no, well my bad I
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want
Gucci and that Prada bag (ohhh Prada)
Then we hit the dash (Dash ahh)
New coupe go too fast
Oh no, well my bad I
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want (I got what she want)
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want (nah nah)
She want prada pants (wow)
And them Gucci tags (wow bitch)
Couple Birkin bags
Tryna feel less sad I
It been crazy cause she never wanna leave my side (oh, I)
If they test the gang I swear that
We gon' let them sparks fly
She want all of that
New coupe blacked out with a Prada bag
She gon' throw it back
But I know that's just for chrome heart tags now
Cause I got all of that
Sucking me, attack
Spin around like that
Like you know you bad
And the new coupe all up by myself (ahh)
And the racks in all up by myself (ahh)
And I count up all up by myself (ahh)
And these hits all up by myself (ahh)
Smokin' like I don't got no health
No love, I think she tell (oh my god)
Like all my friends are dead
I love that money countin' sound (love that money countin' sound I)
Got money countin' sales
Never needed help (Never needed help)
Wip full of all bad hoes
I ain't need a share (Wow)
Patek had two repairs (Wow)
I ain't even care (Wow bih)
Tap right on my shit (Wow bih)
Said she need my ear
And I never thought that I would ever wanna leave you here (Never wanna leave you)
Thought that I would always wanna keep you near (Always wanna keep you here)
Lookin' back I really know who f*ckin' sad I
And we still gone make them racks, gon' fly
Couple Prada bags
Couple gucci tags
Oh ha I
CDG the tag
Yeah she needed dat
Oh I ha I
I got what she want
Oh I got
I got what she want
See what I got on
I got what she want
I got what she want (i got her)
I got what she want
Oh I ha I
New coupe and that Prada bag (Prada)
Make you feel' sad (sad I)
She can't leave my bed
Oh no, well my bad I
KWSD2R - What She Want! (2020) (feat. Scar Xaylor) Lyrics
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Yea,
That Gucci and that Prada bag
Make you feel less sad
I got what she want, I got what she want
I got what she want, I got what she want (ye,ye)
Gucci and that Prada bag (wow)
Make you feel less sad (wow)
She can't leave my bed
Oh no, well my bad I
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want
Gucci and that Prada bag (ohhh Prada)
Then we hit the dash (Dash ahh)
New coupe go too fast
Oh no, well my bad I
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want (I got what she want)
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want (nah nah)
She want prada pants (wow)
And them Gucci tags (wow bitch)
Couple Birkin bags
Tryna feel less sad I
It been crazy cause she never wanna leave my side (oh, I)
If they test the gang I swear that
We gon' let them sparks fly
She want all of that
New coupe blacked out with a Prada bag
She gon' throw it back
But I know that's just for chrome heart tags now
Cause I got all of that
Sucking me, attack
Spin around like that
Like you know you bad
And the new coupe all up by myself (ahh)
And the racks in all up by myself (ahh)
And I count up all up by myself (ahh)
And these hits all up by myself (ahh)
Smokin' like I don't got no health
No love, I think she tell (oh my god)
Like all my friends are dead
I love that money countin' sound (love that money countin' sound I)
Got money countin' sales
Never needed help (Never needed help)
Wip full of all bad hoes
I ain't need a share (Wow)
Patek had two repairs (Wow)
I ain't even care (Wow bih)
Tap right on my shit (Wow bih)
Said she need my ear
And I never thought that I would ever wanna leave you here (Never wanna leave you)
Thought that I would always wanna keep you near (Always wanna keep you here)
Lookin' back I really know who f*ckin' sad I
And we still gone make them racks, gon' fly
Couple Prada bags
Couple gucci tags
Oh ha I
CDG the tag
Yeah she needed dat
Oh I ha I
I got what she want
Oh I got
I got what she want
See what I got on
I got what she want
I got what she want (i got her)
I got what she want
Oh I ha I
New coupe and that Prada bag (Prada)
Make you feel' sad (sad I)
She can't leave my bed
Oh no, well my bad I
That Gucci and that Prada bag
Make you feel less sad
I got what she want, I got what she want
I got what she want, I got what she want (ye,ye)
Gucci and that Prada bag (wow)
Make you feel less sad (wow)
She can't leave my bed
Oh no, well my bad I
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want
Gucci and that Prada bag (ohhh Prada)
Then we hit the dash (Dash ahh)
New coupe go too fast
Oh no, well my bad I
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want (I got what she want)
I got what she want, I got her
I got what she want (nah nah)
She want prada pants (wow)
And them Gucci tags (wow bitch)
Couple Birkin bags
Tryna feel less sad I
It been crazy cause she never wanna leave my side (oh, I)
If they test the gang I swear that
We gon' let them sparks fly
She want all of that
New coupe blacked out with a Prada bag
She gon' throw it back
But I know that's just for chrome heart tags now
Cause I got all of that
Sucking me, attack
Spin around like that
Like you know you bad
And the new coupe all up by myself (ahh)
And the racks in all up by myself (ahh)
And I count up all up by myself (ahh)
And these hits all up by myself (ahh)
Smokin' like I don't got no health
No love, I think she tell (oh my god)
Like all my friends are dead
I love that money countin' sound (love that money countin' sound I)
Got money countin' sales
Never needed help (Never needed help)
Wip full of all bad hoes
I ain't need a share (Wow)
Patek had two repairs (Wow)
I ain't even care (Wow bih)
Tap right on my shit (Wow bih)
Said she need my ear
And I never thought that I would ever wanna leave you here (Never wanna leave you)
Thought that I would always wanna keep you near (Always wanna keep you here)
Lookin' back I really know who f*ckin' sad I
And we still gone make them racks, gon' fly
Couple Prada bags
Couple gucci tags
Oh ha I
CDG the tag
Yeah she needed dat
Oh I ha I
I got what she want
Oh I got
I got what she want
See what I got on
I got what she want
I got what she want (i got her)
I got what she want
Oh I ha I
New coupe and that Prada bag (Prada)
Make you feel' sad (sad I)
She can't leave my bed
Oh no, well my bad I
Writer: Tyler Powell
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