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Designer Dumb (feat. Goodboy) Video (MV)




Performed By: Groovy Don
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Donavin Tilley, Jack Callahan




Groovy Don - Designer Dumb (feat. Goodboy) Lyrics




Ain't gotta rock Gucci to know that I'm Gucci
Came up from some grams came up from a hooptie
Ain't gotta rock Prada my momma is proud of me
I just print facts, you wanna copy me
Copy copy copycat 10-4
Catch me with Craig smoking on indoor
Riding getting head what I got tints for
Italian bread please so I gotta import

Oh, that's Versace, I need to cop me one
Y'all are some copiers
I might adopt you sons, copy?
This shit is dreamlike and I almost feel like I only need cream like I'm coffee
Drink it up, switch it up
Smooth yeah
Pour a shot, take a shot, shoot yeah
Pricks are too picky they choosey
I'm LJ, I'm MJ
I'm 2 3
Just kidding I'm pimpin I stick to my penman
Got bills in my pocket that shit got me limping
Im nice inna kitchen Im nice with the triplet
Bands imma triple it, hold up
I ain't gotta tour bus but I just showed up AC
Poured up with the captain and the soda
Donny just checked in like its 06'
Flow so sick, gotta nose drip

Groovy and Goodboy like Kobe and Shaq
He throw me the beat, he know I attack
I throw him the heat he know what to do with it
If these niggas double how is you moving? Quick!
Pass it back to me, I'm a just shoot the bih
We can give and go, alley-oopin it
Shootin you hoes, I'm on my hooping shit
Switch up the flow, I am a groovy bitch

Ain't gotta rock Gucci to know that I'm Gucci
Came up from some grams came up from a hooptie
Ain't gotta rock Prada my momma is proud of me
I just print facts, you wanna copy me
Copy copy copycat 10-4
Catch me with Craig smoking on indoor
Riding getting head what I got tints for
Italian bread please so I gotta import
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Ain't gotta rock Gucci to know that I'm Gucci
Came up from some grams came up from a hooptie
Ain't gotta rock Prada my momma is proud of me
I just print facts, you wanna copy me
Copy copy copycat 10-4
Catch me with Craig smoking on indoor
Riding getting head what I got tints for
Italian bread please so I gotta import

Oh, that's Versace, I need to cop me one
Y'all are some copiers
I might adopt you sons, copy?
This shit is dreamlike and I almost feel like I only need cream like I'm coffee
Drink it up, switch it up
Smooth yeah
Pour a shot, take a shot, shoot yeah
Pricks are too picky they choosey
I'm LJ, I'm MJ
I'm 2 3
Just kidding I'm pimpin I stick to my penman
Got bills in my pocket that shit got me limping
Im nice inna kitchen Im nice with the triplet
Bands imma triple it, hold up
I ain't gotta tour bus but I just showed up AC
Poured up with the captain and the soda
Donny just checked in like its 06'
Flow so sick, gotta nose drip

Groovy and Goodboy like Kobe and Shaq
He throw me the beat, he know I attack
I throw him the heat he know what to do with it
If these niggas double how is you moving? Quick!
Pass it back to me, I'm a just shoot the bih
We can give and go, alley-oopin it
Shootin you hoes, I'm on my hooping shit
Switch up the flow, I am a groovy bitch

Ain't gotta rock Gucci to know that I'm Gucci
Came up from some grams came up from a hooptie
Ain't gotta rock Prada my momma is proud of me
I just print facts, you wanna copy me
Copy copy copycat 10-4
Catch me with Craig smoking on indoor
Riding getting head what I got tints for
Italian bread please so I gotta import
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Writer: Donavin Tilley, Jack Callahan
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