Devil Wears Prada - Jasmine V, Ronnie Banks

Yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea, yea, oh

The devil wears Prada

And I know all about him

He’s always my problem

And I can’t live without him, yea

Blazes and keeps me lit

Knows how I like that shit

My addiction, my problem

Don’t want to go on without him, yea

Oh, oh

Why does this torture me?

No matter what I say

Don’t want this to ever change

Oh, oh

Why does this torture me?

No matter what I say

Don’t want this to ever change

The devil wears Prada

Wouldn’t know lookin' at her

Take her home with another

Cause she my homie, my lover

Oh, she’s everything

Brings out the worse in me

She’s my type of trouble

Never down for another

Oh, oh

Why does this torture me?

No matter what I say

Don’t want this to ever change

Oh, oh

Why does this torture me?

No matter what I say

Don’t want this to ever change

The devil wears Prada

Only designer

He fuck up a comma

He gettin' that dollar

The devil wears Prada

Only designer

The devil wears Prada

I thought that I told ya

All he rock is that

You know that, yea

The devil wears Prada

I thought that I told ya, yea

All he rock is that

You know that, yea

The devil wears Prada

I thought that I told ya, yea

Oh, oh

Why does this torture me?

No matter what I say

Don’t want this to ever change

Oh, oh

Why does this torture me?

No matter what I say

Don’t want this to ever change

The devil wears Prada

Only designer

He fuck up a comma

He gettin' that dollar

The devil wears Prada

Only designer

The devil wears Prada

I thought that I told ya