Designer Girl
Jimmy Choo heals swear to god she was stunning
Calvin Klein Dress had the niggas all buzzing
Gucci hand bag bitches though you was bluffing
Baby so flee they aint know how you coming
Got to come correct so you know I'm not bummin
Had to get the bands so you know I was thumb in
Must of broke the damn cuz the pockets was floodin
Laughing to the bank swear to god I was running
Gucci, Louis, Prada only rock with designer
Pull up to the function with the attire
Didn't mean to stare but you know I admire
Designer is the drug imma be your supplier
Handing out the racks woulda thought you was hired
You my baby girl you the one I desire
Bussin out the kicks swear they was fire
Baby you a star and you getting so bright
Show me how you do that shit
Show me how you move like this
Take me for the night come one
Go ahead and take a risk
Know you got a man but that man don't got the plan
Tryna make a move tryna make it to the end
Light camera put it to work
Shake that ass wana see you work
Finna slow it down take my time I wana feel this shit
Up and down that body better know that this the realist shit
Love at first sight bout to put you In ya feels in shit
We don left the party darted off I'm bout to kill this shit
Front, back, side Gahh damn
Turn around l lemmme see you dance
Hands and knees lemme see that stance
This that love at first romance
Up and down
And Side to side
Lemme see that booty ride
No this ain't a sprint baby girl take ya time and stride
Imma bring that pressure imma put my dick all in ya spine
Love infatuation swear to god you better read the signs
Jimmy Choo heals swear to god she was stunning
Calvin Klein Dress had the niggas all buzzing
Gucci hand bag bitches though you was bluffing
Baby so flee they aint know how you coming
Got to come correct so you know I'm not bummin
Had to get the bands so you know I was thumb in
Must of broke the damn cuz the pockets was floodin
Laughing to the bank swear to god I was running
Gucci, Louis, Prada only rock with designer
Pull up to the function with the attire
Didn't mean to stare but you know I admire
Designer is the drug imma be your supplier
Handing out the racks woulda thought you was hired
You my baby girl you the one I desire
Bussin out the kicks swear they was fire
Baby you a star and you getting so bright
Calvin Klein Dress had the niggas all buzzing
Gucci hand bag bitches though you was bluffing
Baby so flee they aint know how you coming
Got to come correct so you know I'm not bummin
Had to get the bands so you know I was thumb in
Must of broke the damn cuz the pockets was floodin
Laughing to the bank swear to god I was running
Gucci, Louis, Prada only rock with designer
Pull up to the function with the attire
Didn't mean to stare but you know I admire
Designer is the drug imma be your supplier
Handing out the racks woulda thought you was hired
You my baby girl you the one I desire
Bussin out the kicks swear they was fire
Baby you a star and you getting so bright
Show me how you do that shit
Show me how you move like this
Take me for the night come one
Go ahead and take a risk
Know you got a man but that man don't got the plan
Tryna make a move tryna make it to the end
Light camera put it to work
Shake that ass wana see you work
Finna slow it down take my time I wana feel this shit
Up and down that body better know that this the realist shit
Love at first sight bout to put you In ya feels in shit
We don left the party darted off I'm bout to kill this shit
Front, back, side Gahh damn
Turn around l lemmme see you dance
Hands and knees lemme see that stance
This that love at first romance
Up and down
And Side to side
Lemme see that booty ride
No this ain't a sprint baby girl take ya time and stride
Imma bring that pressure imma put my dick all in ya spine
Love infatuation swear to god you better read the signs
Jimmy Choo heals swear to god she was stunning
Calvin Klein Dress had the niggas all buzzing
Gucci hand bag bitches though you was bluffing
Baby so flee they aint know how you coming
Got to come correct so you know I'm not bummin
Had to get the bands so you know I was thumb in
Must of broke the damn cuz the pockets was floodin
Laughing to the bank swear to god I was running
Gucci, Louis, Prada only rock with designer
Pull up to the function with the attire
Didn't mean to stare but you know I admire
Designer is the drug imma be your supplier
Handing out the racks woulda thought you was hired
You my baby girl you the one I desire
Bussin out the kicks swear they was fire
Baby you a star and you getting so bright
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Writer(s): Thaddeus Ampadu
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