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young thug - designer sex lyrics

[intro]
[hook]
couple strippers waiting on me (no cap), where’s my rolls royce key
i don’t even f+ck with them same 2 b+tches that you seen with me
(??)
told my b+tch to wash the dishes and bring a cup of tea
and i told her the cream and sugar gotta be her best friend
and my pockets are never flat i keep em rising
you gon make em put that .44 to your nogging
i took off now i got wings like a robbin

[verse]
yea i send lil b+tch a text like come and ride me
keep an assasin on the side of me, harley davidson (??)
icе on my ankles but no hockey, baby you gon f+ck me instеad
you gon get in my bed huh, never miss a mill like tread
(??)
got a lil cum on your head yeah, tony montana ain’t dead yeah
real platinum like a (?) yeah, (??) i got chicks yeah
(??), but she slurping my d+ck yeah
imma buy her (??)
ain’t no regrets, playboy your wrist is wet
i have designer s+x, i have designer s+x, i have designer s+x
i have designer s+x, i have designer s+x, i hold my wrist up
and i light it up, i ain’t gotta make no love
[hook]
couple strippers waiting on me, where’s my rolls royce key
i don’t even f+ck with them same 2 b+tches that you seen with me
(??)
told my b+tch to wash the dishes and bring a cup of tea
and i told her the cream and sugar gotta be her best friend
and my pockets are never flat i keep em rising
you gon make em put that .44 to your nogging
i took off now i got wings like a robbin

[verse 2]
diamonds dance loud like a siren, (??) on the car and the carbon
put the (??) on the move he was starving
all these hoes in pursue but i’m curving
i’m the b+tt naked truth but no h0m+ tho
i got (??) i got tools and they coast to coast
i got rich pay my dues now i do the most, big ole shoes you can (??)
all my glasses jimmy choo i’m designered up
cartiers by the few and i’m balling yeah
got insurance on my jewels like my lambo truck
imma spit on you and your crew when i catch em up
all my glasses jimmy choo i’m designered up
cartiers by the few and i’m balling yeah
got insurance on my jewels like my lambo truck
imma spit on you and your crew when i catch em up
[hook]
couple strippers waiting on me, where’s my rolls royce key
i don’t even f+ck with them same 2 b+tches that you seen with me
(??)
told my b+tch to wash the dishes and bring a cup of tea
and i told her the cream and sugar gotta be her best friend
and my pockets are never flat i keep em rising
you gon make em put that .44 to your nogging
i took off now i got wings like a robbin

- young thug lyrics

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