Lyrics:
say shit when the law here (No)
Cause we don't know shit no involvement (Don't)
See you the type of nigga send the call in (Snitch)
6-9 nigga love
like 'Zilla
I want you
Baby, don't you run from me, you know I want you
She down with Slime, she got a tattoo in another color
Thugger getting high
, "Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
(okay)
I don't dance (I don't dance) no way (no way)
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in
(okay)
I don't dance (I don't dance) no way (no way)
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in
and baddies but niggas first
I don’t got time for that bullshit
I got money moves a young nigga gotta make
Saw the Louis on me, now she in love with me
Saw
is Real Love
You say that you leaving him, but I just don't believe you
Used to think you solid, but I'm noticing you see through
You a prima donna
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Alright, okay, I don't dance,
you sent me this note?
What's all this nonsense?
Of course not!
Don't look at us!
She's not with you, then?
Of course not!
We're in the dark ...
don't want me around
And wouldn't it be kinda funny
If we got outta town with all the money
Hey, louis prima
You sure know how to lay it on down
We were
(Chopsquad)
Traplanta shit, Skippa Da Flippa in this bitch, you hear me?
Get It Gang, Temper Up Gang
Shoot 'Em Up Gang, Take Some' Gang
On me
She got a Louis prob', Louis this and Louis that
Louis hangin' from her arm, in her purse a Louis strap
Big cash is everywhere, haters love to stop
where you from?
I'm from that Chi Town, bitch
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Richland, VA
Who gives a fuck where you from?
Now you don't
a bag on a Louis V jacket
In love with the fashion imma addict
I dont want that shit you can take it
But if ur pussy clean bitch come make me
Not so tough
control
Let me take you to the crib
Let me ease your soul
(My love)
I'm gonna take it nice and slow
But first let me, let me, let me talk to her
is the night
We go dance all night long
From a scale one to ten
You should know
You the one I take home
Trophy
Girl you my profit
No losses
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
Way before you just seemed fine
Kept it real with me, each time (each time)
I've been thinkin' that you don't love me (love)
Like you used to love me
little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if you hear me
Grab your titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from
little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if you hear me
Grab your titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from
you don't be actin' nice
Let me get you right it's K-O T-M-S
2055 and I still don't take kindly to threats
Nigga I never had swag
All I had was
you gotta stop dancing
'Cause the way that you move is so demanding (my love)
Let's put it on cruise control
Let me take you to the crib, let me
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