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Dom Kennedy - Designer Shit lyrics

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Designer Shit by Dom Kennedy

I’m only gonna do this one time
Tailor made…
Uh. I’m talkin about everything tailor made
Yeah… Yeah
On a road trip to Vegas
And that’s 14 carrots
So them gold diggers crave it
Put it in a pipe just like them old niggas blazin
“We finto get this money b**ch,” I told niggas daily
Anything can happen sh*t I showed niggas daily
I never met a girl in my life that wouldn’t date me
True Story, My jeans cost about 240
I f**ked 2 shorties in a house that’s 2 stories
I can’t wear regular sh*t, it’s too boring
So when she see a nigga like me she come join
This designer sh*t, got a “O” of marijuana
By the China sh*t, that Dom I wanna meet yo momma sh*t
No hooks, you know we all about that rhymin sh*t
Cash Money, Independent, Big Tymer sh*t
I said, “Girl, I know you know you know you fine and sh*t
But Goddamn, Why can’t I just make you mine and sh*t?
Why you always actin like you blind and sh*t?
I know you love the way that we be grindin it
But I don’t like them niggas you be ridin with
And them the one’s you always end up signin with
Don’t ask me when you see me who I’m signin with
Who ever got the most money is who I’m vibin with
f**k that, who the f**k I’m even jivin with
I’m already inner scope, ain’t no hidin it
I just want a Maybach to recline in it
No, I wanna lay back and take my time with it
If you gettin cheese say “one time” with it
And if you on yo knees take yo time with it
I might Kangol and Gold Tooth it
Man I told ya’ll these hoes stupid
I wouldn’t f**k no b**ch named “Stacks”
And real niggas make sh*t on wax
f**kin Fruity Loops
All yo sh*t so whack, cause real niggas make sh*t on DAT’s
You f**kin rappers
You niggas couldn’t hit on bats
You ain’t sh*t nigga sit on that
It’s like a cashmere sweater
A million upfront will make a bad year better
Birds ain’t flyin off last years feathers
And I ain’t eatin off last years cheddar
Ain’t no sunshine just ask Bill Withers
Two Hundred twenties make my pockets feel better
Know we got girl friends and they still let us
This that Designer sh*t… This that Designer sh*t (Yeah)
And all them hoes stay in line for this (Uh)

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