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tyga – designer lyrics

designer

the watch cost me too; your b-tch, free

[hook x2]
all my sh-t designer
all my sh-t designer
all my sh-t designer
i f-cked your b-tch in cavalli
all my sh-t designer
all my sh-t designer
all my sh-t designer
i f-cked your b-tch in versace, n-gg-

snakeskin, d.r., that was last spring
n-gg-s blogging now cause i got that gold thing
make these b-tches scream, makes these p-ss-es pop
killing n-gg-s for no reason, trayvon
this that zimmerman, that drop head, they photoshop
that real sh-t, my n-gg-s ’bout, your flaws out, i floss it out
my d-ck hard, it’s in your broad, i swear to god, i pulled it out
my squirt game, on her face
i d-ck slap her, now i’m d-ck tracy
pea coat, c-notes, n-gg-s talking ’bout g’s, though
honey cocaine took one for the team though
that’s real sh-t, i love her to death
i f-ck a b-tch until she ain’t wet
destroy your life with one check
just made another million dollars, n-gg-, what’s next?

[hook]

[outro]
one verse, one he-rs-
’bout to start bringing that sh-t out on y’all b-tch -ss n-gg-s

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