Letras
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da
I'ma paint my whips maraschino, 'cause I'm a fuckin' diva
Baby, I don't rock Moschino, Versace, Valentino
Real Italiana mama, new Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega, Prada-da, Prada-da
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega, Prada-da
I like the Gucci, the Miu Miu, Missoni, new Cavalli
Vintage Armani, Ferragamo, Amor Milano
I put the boy in Galliano, now he's a fuckin' model
I'ma make him famous, rename him
I'm icin' out his chain and
Still grippin' the stainless
Stay dangerous, 'cause most of these niggas is brainless
Itty bitch, you plain and Plain Jane-less
I gotta stay rich and famous
He-he-hello, ya nigga be fuckin' me in my Gucci stilettos
He be fingerin' me, fuckin' me in my coupe Lamborghini
Get some bread out these niggas and then I poof like Houdini, uh
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega, Prada-da
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega
New Bottega, Prada-da
I say hello into the void
The monster comes alive
Eating all the girls and boys she finds in the nighttime
Now they're runnin' for their lives
Running for their fucking lives, yeah (New Bottega, Prada-da)
I'll chase them all night (New Bottega, Prada-da)
(New Bottega, Prada-da)