Michelin Star

Yeah, yeah

What's playing, the TV or the laptop?

Laptop

I can hear something playing, TV?

Should I turn it up? Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tonight, it boils down to experience

Designer drugs, designer bags, I need materials

We both zealous, jealous individuals

No, I don't kiss and tell, do talking at a minimal

Soon as we got physical

Said "That pussy needs a Michelin star"

Needs a Michelin star

Yeah, Picasso couldn't even paint this work of art

Michelin star pussy, Michelin

Michelin star pussy, Michelin

I got **** in my handbag, tryna get me wet

But I told 'em all to kick rocks

'Cause my baby got me dripped up (Baby got me dripped up)

Designer Stussy, Louis, Fendi and Gabanna

We can't forget about Dior, they do it proper

Patek Philippe, I keep it on my wrist (On my wrist)

My diamonds dancing when I'm on the

Yeah, like it when I'm sleeping and you stroke my hair

Take it when you need it, show me you ain't scared

Lemme just rock your body

Body all over your body

I'm in need of you body yeah, yeah

When you feel low and the streets turn cold

And it feels like they don't love you no more (No more)

I'ma just be one call away, tell me if you need me

Tonight, it boils down to experience

Designer drugs, designer bags, I need materials

We both zealous, jealous individuals

No, I don't kiss and tell, do talking at a minimal

Soon as we got physical

Said "That pussy needs a Michelin star"

Needs a Michelin star

Yeah, Picasso couldn't even paint this work of art

Michelin star pussy, Michelin

Gelato and Skittles, got whites in the middle

Girl, can I designer my drip?

The glitzy ain't little, my hitter official

Girl, tell me the truth 'cause you modest

When I was down, you holdin' me down

Now my roof down when I'm pickin' you up

Litre of lean, I be drowinin' my lungs

Scars on my heart, I be runnin' from love

I don't like pictures so please don't take pictures of me

Her **** ain't richer than me

I'm in a Lam', Amiri jeans drippin' on me

Ten racks right now on my jeans

She won't say that she love me, girl, 'cause I know you don't

I'm on, fuck you for hours, I'm off a Perc, I know (DBE, Don)

Yeah, where I'm from, from

You know you want it

London

Yeah, DBE and The Don

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Don't waste my time

Relax, bump and grind

Pass the Riz and grinder

Somebody pass me the lighter, yeah

Love it when you stroke my hair

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Love it when you touch me there

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