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Arthur Prada - Ok! (feat. Mag) Lyrics



Arthur Prada - Ok! (feat. Mag) Lyrics




Like Fetty Wap your girl coming my way
Smoke everyday, straight to the face
Her pussy been wet like the rain
Sipping on Yak for the pain, we getting paid
My baby so smart yeah she give me the brain
Ok, it's been a hard day
I told her baby girl I don't wanna know your name
And she said I think the same, Ok
For real, if that's how you feel
Sliding on the block just like an eel
Pen grip the paper we signing the deal

I'm getting the fetty, I'm stacking up currency
Man this shit feels so amazing
Feeling like Vetty, got a bad bitch riding for me
And she's a Blasian
I do not care what you're saying, paper raining around me like a monsoon
You take a pill, man I'm on 2
Ducati swerving like bound 2
Going for goal man I'm bound to, they wanna kill me just for the bounty
Remember that they used to clown me
Now they wanna be around me
I paid an arm and a leg, broke boys they cannot stand me
Working hard and getting a cheque, water on me like a fountain

Smoke everyday, straight to the face
Her pussy been wet like the rain
Sipping on Yak for the pain, we getting paid
My baby so smart yeah she give me the brain
Ok, it's been a hard day
I told her baby girl I don't wanna know your name
And she said I think the same, Ok
For real, if that's how you feel
Sliding on the block just like an eel
Pen grip the paper we signing the deal

Ok, third time round I'm doing it
Third time ok on the tune init
Ok ok, I say I'm recording it
I'm punching it in, I know when I go with it
You're punching it in, you're missing the most with it
You're doing the same damn things all over again
I don't need a paper, don't need a pen
You ain't my brother, do not call me a friend
London expensive, yo how much he spend?
How much did he just spend on his shoes?
You're a fool!
You do not like that shit, you think it's cool
I look better in some goddamn sandals
I got some brothers that's doing up scams
And you're just watching social media scandals
We ain't the same, we come from different angles
You're in the tower, you're getting untangled
You're on the gram, you look like a bitch
I'm in the world, I'm doing my bit, OK?

Like Fetty Wap, your girl coming my way
Smoke everyday, straight to the face
Her pussy been wet like the rain
Sipping on Yak for the pain, we getting paid
My baby so smart yeah she give me the brain
Ok, it's been a hard day
I told her baby girl I don't wanna know your name
And she said I think the same, Ok
For real, if that's how you feel
Sliding on the block just like an eel
Pen grip the paper we signing the deal
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English

Like Fetty Wap your girl coming my way
Smoke everyday, straight to the face
Her pussy been wet like the rain
Sipping on Yak for the pain, we getting paid
My baby so smart yeah she give me the brain
Ok, it's been a hard day
I told her baby girl I don't wanna know your name
And she said I think the same, Ok
For real, if that's how you feel
Sliding on the block just like an eel
Pen grip the paper we signing the deal

I'm getting the fetty, I'm stacking up currency
Man this shit feels so amazing
Feeling like Vetty, got a bad bitch riding for me
And she's a Blasian
I do not care what you're saying, paper raining around me like a monsoon
You take a pill, man I'm on 2
Ducati swerving like bound 2
Going for goal man I'm bound to, they wanna kill me just for the bounty
Remember that they used to clown me
Now they wanna be around me
I paid an arm and a leg, broke boys they cannot stand me
Working hard and getting a cheque, water on me like a fountain

Smoke everyday, straight to the face
Her pussy been wet like the rain
Sipping on Yak for the pain, we getting paid
My baby so smart yeah she give me the brain
Ok, it's been a hard day
I told her baby girl I don't wanna know your name
And she said I think the same, Ok
For real, if that's how you feel
Sliding on the block just like an eel
Pen grip the paper we signing the deal

Ok, third time round I'm doing it
Third time ok on the tune init
Ok ok, I say I'm recording it
I'm punching it in, I know when I go with it
You're punching it in, you're missing the most with it
You're doing the same damn things all over again
I don't need a paper, don't need a pen
You ain't my brother, do not call me a friend
London expensive, yo how much he spend?
How much did he just spend on his shoes?
You're a fool!
You do not like that shit, you think it's cool
I look better in some goddamn sandals
I got some brothers that's doing up scams
And you're just watching social media scandals
We ain't the same, we come from different angles
You're in the tower, you're getting untangled
You're on the gram, you look like a bitch
I'm in the world, I'm doing my bit, OK?

Like Fetty Wap, your girl coming my way
Smoke everyday, straight to the face
Her pussy been wet like the rain
Sipping on Yak for the pain, we getting paid
My baby so smart yeah she give me the brain
Ok, it's been a hard day
I told her baby girl I don't wanna know your name
And she said I think the same, Ok
For real, if that's how you feel
Sliding on the block just like an eel
Pen grip the paper we signing the deal
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Writer: Arthur Prada, Magnus Brandt
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Performed By: Arthur Prada
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Arthur Prada, Magnus Brandt

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