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)