Video Designer Sex de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - Designer Sex Lyrics

[Intro]
All my glasses Jimmy Choos, I'm designered up
Cartiers by the fews, yeah i'm balling yeah
Ay ay, bring me some umm steak and yellow rice (?)
Got insurance on my jewels like my lambo truck
Matter of fact imma ride with you
I'mma spit on you and your crew when I catch em up

[Chorus]
Couple strippers waiting on me (no cap), where's my Rolls Royce key
I don't even fuck with them same 2 bitches that you seen with me
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Told my bitch to wash the dishes and bring a cup of tea
And I told her the cream and sugar gotta bе her best friend
And my pockеts are never flat I keep 'em rising
You gon' make em put that .44 to your noggin
I took off now I got Wings like a robin

[Verse 1]
Yea I send lil bitch a text like come and ride me
Keep an assassin on the side of me
Harley Davidson when she ride me
Ice on my ankles but no hockey
Baby you gon' fuck me instead
You can go get in my bed huh
Never miss a mill like tread
Twenty seven thousand for my bed, yeah
Got a lil cum on your head, yeah
Tony Montana ain't dead, yeah
Real platinum like a cat, yeah
No duck I got chicks, yeah
We ain't even hit the crib, yeah, but she slurping my dick yeah
I'mma buy her a lil Rolls yeah, bitch we gone get you an icy neck
Ain't no regrets, wrist is wet, playboy your wrist is wet, yeah
I have designer sex, I have designer sex, I have designer sex
I have designer sex, I have designer sex, I hold my wrist up
And I light it up, I ain't gotta make no love, I got the midas touch
[Chorus]
Couple strippers waiting on me (no cap), where's my Rolls Royce key
I don't even fuck with them same 2 bitches that you seen with me
[?]
Told my bitch 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 noggin
I took off now I got Wings like a robin

[Verse 2]
Diamonds dance loud like a siren
Carbon fiber on the car and the carbon
Put the dog on the move he was starving
All these ho's in pursue but I'm curving
I'm the butt naked truth but no homo though
I got tens, I got tools, and they coast to coast
I got rich pay my dues now I do the most
Big ole shoes you can't walk in em or tie em up

[Refrain]
All my glasses Jimmy Choo I'm designered up
Cartiers by the fews and I'm balling yeah
Got Insurance on my Jewels like my Lambo truck
I'mma 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

[Chorus]
Couple strippers waiting on me (no cap), where's my Rolls Royce key
I don't even fuck with them same 2 bitches that you seen with me
[?]
Told my bitch 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 noggin
I took off now I got Wings like a robin