Designer Lyrics - Well Done 3 - Tyga

The Watch Cost Me 2; your bitch, free 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

I fucked your bitch in Cavalli 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

I fucked your bitch in Versace, nigga 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

I fucked your bitch in Cavalli 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

I fucked your bitch in Versace, nigga 

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Snakeskin, D.R., that was last spring 

Niggas blogging now cause I got that gold thing 

Make these bitches scream, makes these pussies pop 

Killing niggas for no reason, Trayvon 

This that Zimmerman, that drop head, they photoshop 

That real shit, my niggas 'bout, your flaws out, I floss it out 

My dick hard, it's in your broad, I swear to God, I pulled it out 

My squirt Game, on her face 

I dick slap her, now I'm Dick Tracy 

Pea coat, c-notes, niggas talking 'bout G's, though 

Honey cocaine took one for the team though 

That's real shit, I love her to death 

I fuck a bitch until she ain't wet 

Destroy your life with one check 

Just made another million dollars, nigga, what's next? 

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All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

I fucked your bitch in Cavalli 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

All my shit designer 

I fucked your bitch in Versace, nigga 

One verse, one hearse 

'Bout to start bringing that shit out on y'all bitch ass niggas