Search results for 'Louis Bash'

I done bought out on my cavities (yeah, uh-huh)
Havin' sex with your old lady, I lost calories (yeah, uh-huh)
Rich shit, I'm playin' Louis ping-pong

What you doin? Baby what you doin?
Ferragamo and Versace
I’m gon wrap you up in Louis (LV)
What you doin? Tell me what you doin
On Santa Monica

lights
Strawberry Louis Vuitton
Parisian nights in the moon
Ooh, how you speak with your eyes
Money and the fame, ayy
It goes quick as it came, ayy

on the yack
Louis on my back
I just rolled a zoot
And you know this shit is fat
I'm just tryna get the cash
Cops pull me over but they never see the stash
They

nigga Ill bash
Smash
Smash you through glass
Ay yea
Nigga who you think I am
Thrash skrt
Hit a car crash
Niggas wanna fight but nigga Ill bash
Smash
Smash

Cake & Eat It Too

Nice & Smooth

Ain't a Damn Thing Changed

1991

Chorus

Verse Two: Smooth Bee

I bought you Fendi, Louis', diamond rings
Mink jackets all the fly material things
Thought you were mine, from

so hard, then I copped louis vuittion 
Man I got some enemies, they wanna see me down
Life ain't funny, ain't gonna be a clown
Fuck the fame man, yes I

Trying to flash to that million-dollar bash
Shot gon' splash
I'm just livin' life like each day is my last
Shit, I'm livin' fast
I'm addicted to the cash

Acting like you 'bout this life beef for really
Face fighting, wanna steal, y'all niggas kill me
Deer gang, 215, it's gucci philly
It's louis loaf with

Jm'appelle BasH!
Jsuis juste first Class
Jsuis toujours BasH!
Jchauffe même ma Glace
I wanna sit in sit in Like Bird
I wanna sit in sit in Like Coltrane
I

"They want me dead in Detroit...
they want me dead in St. Louis...
they want me dead up in Denver...
New York, L.A., they want me dead...
they want

pretending, don't understand it no
Smash a window Louis slugger damage is a given
This bash is over who we calling to clean up?
Something's got to give but

Can't bash it, high fashion with the flawless baguettes
We come out we come in, Sev gang represent 

Louis my Vuitton 
Patek my Philippe 
Dolce my Gabanna

time for no plans, getting hunnid grands for selling louis  with cocaine ain't propain, ain't anything but Coke canny Cans, bet money plants, dreaming

If I Was a Cop

Tim Dog

Do or Die

1993

Guilty, first thing they bash in your brains
Isn't it a shame that blacks feel the pain
And all these years ain't a damn thing changed
If I was a cop, I'd

пятый mac ten
Hola
Ты поймал shot
Body bag full
Тобой наполнил
Это crush bash
Хоуми хоуми хоуми


твои 
слились
Я им 
дал шанс


Double cup на баре
Я

UGLY
(Em with the wave like a ganja man)

Louis V popping that's all I'm rocking 
Look at my drip Dior see I'm popping 
Song is for you nobody can

Out My Body

The Click

Game Related

1995

the back I bash all night I last
When I grab that ass long dick ya daz
[E-40]
A ruh uh ruh uh ran up on her, from Tacoma
Man that bitch had miles on her

synger med på min sang (Aah)
Louis Vuitton madame, du ved vi boozer til vi alle er lamme (Aah)
Du ved natten er lang, stjæler din giz med det samme (Aah)

the strap on me
Don't make me mad, that hard, you gon see
Bitch be running for shit, they can't have
I just have to bash your ass, face down, ass fat
That

dans les bras de ma mère
Mais j'ai pu d'larmes à donner
J'resterai solo till I die
Ils disent Louis t'as des problèmes
Non j'suis juste contradictoire

Tasken er tung den er fyldt med papir
Skrt off i wraith
Hør' ik hvad de siger, nej
Designer på mig
Gucci til Louis ja livet er en leg
Mami i range og vi er

New decade new me I cannot be the same
Last year I was low and lame
Now I'm Superman looking for Louis Lane
Family asking to hold some change
I

a bad bitch
House paid for, car paid for, she ain't average
Got fucked up, she stayed there, she didn't bash me
If I go to the penitentiary, boy, then