Pretty Privilege versuri

Versuri Ice Spice – Pretty Privilege lyrics

[Intro]
Stop playin’ with ‘em, Riot

[Chorus]
Double park that Escalade, I’m poppin’ out, can’t see my lace
She might talk shit on the ‘Gram, but she won’t talk it to my face
Chauffeur, I got a driver, I don’t gotta touch the brakes
Poser (Poser), she hear my song and copy everything I say
Like, what the fuck? These bitches dirt
Just be yourself, this shit could work
Pretty Privilege, that’s a perk
I can’t help it, I’m a flirt
Fine shit, that’s a fact
From the front, you see the back
PR said no clappin’ back, mwah

[Verse 1]
Hit the club I’m clapping at
Bust it open, bend it over
Bitches show they areolas
I’m a bad bitch, you can’t smash this
They say, „Baby girl, you fabulous”
„Everyone so into you”
Oh, you a munch, I’m feeling you
My man a creep, he feel on me
He going through my following
Paparazzi flash, I’m rushing to the V, they follow me
Baby, I’m a stalk, you know l’m out his league, like obviously
Bitches clocking in, they clocking pages, never clocking tea (Clocking tea, clocking tea)

[Chorus]
Double park that Escalade, I’m poppin’ out, can’t see my lace
She might talk shit on the ‘Gram, but she won’t talk it to my face
Chauffeur, I got a driver, I don’t gotta touch the brakes
Poser (Poser), she hear my song and copy everything I say
Like, what the fuck? These bitches dirt
Just be yourself, this shit could work
Pretty Privilege, that’s a perk
I can’t help it, I’m a flirt
Fine shit, that’s a fact
From the front, you see the back
PR said no clappin’ back, mwah

[Verse 2]
Cancel me, they really tried it
I’m so cocky, I can’t hide it
Young and turnt and I’m flirtatious
Mayback truck, this shit is spacious
Serving face, don’t need a dish
Why he lying on his dick?
When I press and plead the fifth
Like he ain’t even get a kiss
Fifty racks, I’m rocking Rick
Louis Tims, I’m stomping shit
Bitch, I never mow the lawn but
Every day I’m coming trim
Ass is fat, the waist is tiny
From the Bronx, you know I’m grindy
I-I got bills like l’m O’Reilly
At the bank where you could find me

[Chorus]
Double park that Escalade, I’m poppin’ out, can’t see my lace
She might talk shit on the ‘Gram, but she won’t talk it to my face
Chauffeur, I got a driver, I don’t gotta touch the brakes
Poser (Poser), she hear my song and copy everything I say
Like, what the fuck? These bitches dirt
Just be yourself, this shit could work
Pretty Privilege, that’s a perk
I can’t help it, I’m a flirt
Fine shit, that’s a fact
From the front, you see the back
PR said no clappin’ back, mwah

Written by: Ice Spice