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Key Glock - Designer Down Lyrics



Key Glock - Designer Down Lyrics
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Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Glizock, G-Lock
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

Yeah, designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (uh)
Glizock, I'm that nigga, give 'em somethin' to hate on
Told this bitch, "Get off my line," this is not a play-phone (phone)
I got a whole 'nother line, I be makin' plays on

Yeah, my pockets fat as hell, they said I put some weight on
Made a couple mills off rap, my chopper sing, like Trey Songz
Yeah, I be gettin' to that money, nigga, all day long (long)
Yeah, bitch, I'm from South Memphis, it is not a safe zone
Yeah, told you that I'm cutthroat, I can't cut you no slack
First, I fell in love with money, then got sprung after that
I went from flippin' off the mattresses to flippin' them packs
And then I jumped up in the rap game, then I got me some plaques
Yeah, bitch, they call me Glock, you know I keep one attached
Just pulled up in that yellow motherf*cker, with some blue racks (yeah)
I ordered lemon peppered diamonds, it didn't come with no ranch
Diamonds dance, like Travis Porter, this shit turnt to the max

Yeah, designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (uh)
Glizock be that nigga, give 'em somethin' to hate on
Told this bitch "Get off my line", this is not a play-phone (phone)
I got a whole 'nother line, I be makin' plays on

Yeah, this bitch lookin' at me, "Baby, what you waitin' on?"
Told her, "I ain't got nothin 'for you, baby, but a way home"
My main bitch mad at me, 'cause a nigga stay gone
I'm just goin' to get this bag, I'll be back, won't take long
Yeah, designer down, with some J's on my feet (yeah)
Yeah, I just told myself that ain't nobody f*ckin' with we (yeah)
Yeah, I just told myself that ain't nobody f*ckin' with me (yeah)
I ran that money up so fast, I need a new pair of cleats (yeah)

Designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (yeah)
Glizock, I'm that nigga, give 'em somethin' to hate on
Told this bitch, "Get off my line," this is not a play-phone (phone)
I got a whole 'nother line, I be makin' plays on (yeah)

Designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (uh)
F*ckin' J's on (uh), with some retro J's on (uh)
Told this bitch, "Get off my line," this is not a play-phone (uh)
It's not a play-phone, baby, this a payphone, yeah
Uh (yeah, yeah), uh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Glizock, G-Lock
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

Yeah, designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (uh)
Glizock, I'm that nigga, give 'em somethin' to hate on
Told this bitch, "Get off my line," this is not a play-phone (phone)
I got a whole 'nother line, I be makin' plays on

Yeah, my pockets fat as hell, they said I put some weight on
Made a couple mills off rap, my chopper sing, like Trey Songz
Yeah, I be gettin' to that money, nigga, all day long (long)
Yeah, bitch, I'm from South Memphis, it is not a safe zone
Yeah, told you that I'm cutthroat, I can't cut you no slack
First, I fell in love with money, then got sprung after that
I went from flippin' off the mattresses to flippin' them packs
And then I jumped up in the rap game, then I got me some plaques
Yeah, bitch, they call me Glock, you know I keep one attached
Just pulled up in that yellow motherf*cker, with some blue racks (yeah)
I ordered lemon peppered diamonds, it didn't come with no ranch
Diamonds dance, like Travis Porter, this shit turnt to the max

Yeah, designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (uh)
Glizock be that nigga, give 'em somethin' to hate on
Told this bitch "Get off my line", this is not a play-phone (phone)
I got a whole 'nother line, I be makin' plays on

Yeah, this bitch lookin' at me, "Baby, what you waitin' on?"
Told her, "I ain't got nothin 'for you, baby, but a way home"
My main bitch mad at me, 'cause a nigga stay gone
I'm just goin' to get this bag, I'll be back, won't take long
Yeah, designer down, with some J's on my feet (yeah)
Yeah, I just told myself that ain't nobody f*ckin' with we (yeah)
Yeah, I just told myself that ain't nobody f*ckin' with me (yeah)
I ran that money up so fast, I need a new pair of cleats (yeah)

Designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (yeah)
Glizock, I'm that nigga, give 'em somethin' to hate on
Told this bitch, "Get off my line," this is not a play-phone (phone)
I got a whole 'nother line, I be makin' plays on (yeah)

Designer down, with some f*ckin' J's on (uh)
F*ckin' J's on (uh), with some retro J's on (uh)
Told this bitch, "Get off my line," this is not a play-phone (uh)
It's not a play-phone, baby, this a payphone, yeah
Uh (yeah, yeah), uh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Writer: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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Performed By: Key Glock
From Album: Glockoma 2
Written by: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

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