Designer

She want designer
Yeah, yeah yeah
She want couture
She want couture
She want that Louis
And Christian Dior
Christian Dior
She want designer
Yeah, yeah yeah
She want couture
She want couture
She want that Louis
And Christian Dior
Christian Dior
Yeah

Shorty told me just to beat it Raw
So I gave the bitch a SmackDown
She want the keys to my Wonderland
I told her that Alice ain't back now
She gotta learn how to bust a grip
So a nigga will back down
I put on a Givenchy and Louis fit
Got shorty she shaking her ass now
All of my niggas they know that I'm funny
But to bitches I'm the class clown
I pull up with some bands
They ass up and they face down
I feel like the king of G Hill
So the competition gotta race now
In my Garden I'm a Knick
I stay Melo in my playground
I could just trade to a place now
And Level Up niggas who way down
Cause he's got game, I'm feeling like Ray with the fade now
I go out of my way
Just to break a little change
And bitches want to show face
Cause they really jack the wave

She want designer
Yeah, yeah yeah
She want couture
She want couture
She want that Louis
And Christian Dior
Christian Dior
She want designer
Yeah, yeah yeah
She want couture
She want couture
She want that Louis
And Christian Dior
Christian Dior
Yeah

Designer
Couture
That Christian Dior
Whatever, it's yours
Whatever baby its yours
Whatever yeah its yours, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah



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Writer(s): Yusuf Mcdonald
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