shawnny 2x - designer love lyrics
givenchy and prada, dolce & gabbana, she wants celine
i want that gucci, that louis, my pants is purple, ain’t talkin’ bout lean
you got me fallin’ in love, i think you might be in my dream
add you to the list, baby girl, you call me the new dean
you thought i was feelin’ you, ho, i’m a munch
i eat it up, eat it up, eat it for lunch
b+tch, i’m a wood, your n+gga a dutch
i ain’t talkin’ pedophile, but you can’t get touch
you think you play football, the way that he rush
i told him to chill, you doin’ too much
you f+ckin’ with me, girl, that is a plus
you f+ckin’ with me, they ain’t doin’ it like us
gas i’m smoking, you tell by the oder
i need me a crougar i like i’m a little older
i ain’t talkin’ five stars, your n+gga a folder
she ain’t playin’ on games, nah, you can’t control her
i gotta call you back, my phone bout to die
i’m at 11%
i ain’t bout to sign no deal
they better talk that money, better give a percent
i love when she hug me, i love her smell, yeah, i love her scent
i can’t trust these n+ggas, they two face, call him harvey dent
i been him since i came out the womb
sweep competition, i don’t need a broom
they know who i am when i walk in the room
i grew up, lil’ n+gga, i broke out cocoon
we finna pop out, you better watch out
i graduated, they thought i was a dropout
pull up in benz with the girl, i might hop out
can you smell what i’m cooking, i might bring the rock out
come on, let’s rock out, ballin’ on timeout
this is my gang, we the boys, we can’t fall out
i ain’t wanna go to work since today, i might call out
i got so much anger, i might let it all out
givenchy and prada, dolce & gabbana, she wants celine
i want that gucci, that louis, my pants is purple, ain’t talkin’ bout lean
you got me fallin’ in love, i think you might be in my dream
add you to the list, baby girl, you call me the new dean
you thought i was feelin’ you, ho, i’m a munch
i eat it up, eat it up, eat it for lunch
b+tch, i’m a wood, your n+gga a dutch
i ain’t talkin’ pedophile, but you can’t get touch
you think you play football, the way that he rush
i told him to chill, you doin’ too much
you f+ckin’ with me, girl, that is a plus
you f+ckin’ with me, they ain’t doin’ it like us
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