Designer Hooker

Put your arms around me Mister mister so raunchy I hope that fur is Givenchy And you can touch up all on me Oof my man I hope your jeans are Balmain I hope your tees are one-grand And for you my babe I will stand Designer hooker oh yes you can touch her but no you can't marry her Don't even holla unless you've got money and you're trying to shower her (yeah!) She only be dealing with Birkins, so don't come around and try flower her She already a lion there's no way you can come 'round and devour her Mami is fire emoji Mami is fire emoji (fire!) Dresses to always one-hundred Screw face that mate, do you know me? (do you know me?) Lit'l mama's a scat And she can say that with her chest Don't be delaying her shit She only comes with one request Pass her the money Pass her the money Pass her the money Pass her the (pass her the money!) Pass her the money Pass her the money Pass her the money Pass her the (huh!) Put your arms around me Mister mister so raunchy I hope that fur is Givenchy (uh huh) And you can touch up all on me (uh huh) Oof my man I hope your jeans are Balmain I hope your tees are one-grand For you my babe I will stand (yeah)