PREME Vandross
Lyrics
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up like)
Getting money, make it look easy, it ain't nothing to it
Hating nigga tryna get close, nigga who you foolin
Only got time for the baddies, and the paper movements
You see the Prada patent leather, it's the way I'm movin
She an angel, hallelujah, you don't tote, you ain't a 'ooter
I peep game, I'm a student, fuck with me baby, I ain't losin'
I talk nice, double up my price, that's the way I'm living
Double c's, only touched a feet, on a boujie cutie
You know me, Chef BoyarPreme, you see the wrists is whipping
Get a vest, water on your neck, girl I need you drippy
I need a vest, your pussy water, I make a wave like I'm Moses
On this beat, a nigga floating, baby girl you love the motion
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up right)
You a sneaker girl, but you gotta keep your toes pretty
I ain't got time to get you mad, cuz I know you petty
You love it when I bust it from the back, when you call me daddy
Girl, Imma keep this shit a stack, ain't no time for actin'
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up like)
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up like)
Getting money, make it look easy, it ain't nothing to it
Hating nigga tryna get close, nigga who you foolin
Only got time for the baddies, and the paper movements
You see the Prada patent leather, it's the way I'm movin
She an angel, hallelujah, you don't tote, you ain't a 'ooter
I peep game, I'm a student, fuck with me baby, I ain't losin'
I talk nice, double up my price, that's the way I'm living
Double c's, only touched a feet, on a boujie cutie
You know me, Chef BoyarPreme, you see the wrists is whipping
Get a vest, water on your neck, girl I need you drippy
I need a vest, your pussy water, I make a wave like I'm Moses
On this beat, a nigga floating, baby girl you love the motion
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up right)
You a sneaker girl, but you gotta keep your toes pretty
I ain't got time to get you mad, cuz I know you petty
You love it when I bust it from the back, when you call me daddy
Girl, Imma keep this shit a stack, ain't no time for actin'
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
I said it's Preme Vandross (aye)
She wanna get close (aye)
She want me to touch it (aye)
Eat it up like crème brûlée
Girl tell me why you stay
On my way, andale
You don't need a beat face
And I'm sliding with a plate
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (in your guts like)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh (fuck it up like)
Writer(s): Carl Francis Jr
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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