De$igner Dream$

Yeah

Uh

Mixxi

These Louboutin's don't fit me

Guess I'm calling Tiffany

Guess I'm calling Ricky

Body hella elegant

Don't know where my money went

Know this shit keeps doubling

Me and my bitches running it

None of these **** I'm fucking with

Eating down these bitches like some Häagen-Dazs

Night train to Paris straight through Milan

Bright lights and fashion, Different shoes and cars

Diamonds on my chain, Imma Super Star

I don't really like to waste time

Money steady on my fucking mind

All I ever see is dollar signs

Designer Dreams keep me up at night

Balenci or the Fendi

442, The Twenty Twenty

From the hoopty to the Bentley

Gucci coochie, Smell like Fenty

He my pookie, She my bestie

She so sexy, We get messy

It gets sticky in my city

From the Bronx, My name is MiXXi

These Louboutin's don't fit me

Guess I'm calling Tiffany

Guess I'm calling Ricky

Body hella elegant

Don't know where my money went

Know this shit keeps doubling

Me and my bitches running it

None of these **** I'm fucking with

These Louboutin's don't fit me

Guess I'm calling Tiffany

Guess I'm calling Ricky

Body hella elegant

Don't know where my money went

Know this shit keeps doubling

Me and my bitches running it

None of these **** I'm fucking with