Lyrics Dom Kennedy

Dom Kennedy

Designer Shit

I'm only gonna do this one time

Tailor made...

Uh. I'm talkin about everything tailor made

Yeah... Yeah

Check

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 bitch," I told niggas daily

Anything can happen shit 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 fucked 2 shorties in a house that's 2 stories

I can't wear regular shit, it's too boring

So when she see a nigga like me she come join

This designer shit, got a "O" of marijuana

By the China shit, that Dom I wanna meet yo momma shit

No hooks, you know we all about that rhymin shit

Cash Money, Independent, Big Tymer shit

I said, "Girl, I know you know you know you fine and shit

But Goddamn, Why can't I just make you mine and shit?

Why you always actin like you blind and shit?

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

Fuck that, who the fuck 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 fuck no bitch named "Stacks"

And real niggas make shit on wax

Fuckin Fruity Loops

All yo shit so whack, cause real niggas make shit on DAT's

You fuckin rappers

You niggas couldn't hit on bats

You ain't shit 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 Shit... This that Designer shit (Yeah)

And all them hoes stay in line for this (Uh)