Lyrics:
Trigger let that pop
Can't move my legs like I'm paraplegic
Pulled out uh tooth with no anesthesia
Begging for my money look by Felicia
I ain't no Mac
the third
Who went by the nickname of Buddy
Led a life that tells a helluva story
But today is the day that it ends
He Was the only son of Peggy and Louis
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
money, and he took Billy Lyon's stetson hat
Billy Lion said Stagger Lee, lord why do you do me like that
Now Billy Lyon begged Stagger Lee, said please
Coleman
Louis Armstrong, Roach
Let me sit in sit in like Brownie
Sit in sit in Like Bud
Mté di Wyclef spit on this track
Li dim yes map fèl jowee
Mais li pa
rich)
That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Pesos, Euros, Yen,
be there
Kicked bottles and morals with stripes on my feet
Dealing on Basin and St. Louis St
Just looking for an option to get by
I think about these
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
using tongs
Wings from Bong Chong
The flannel from Hong Kong
The soul jazz
I'm the offspring of Louis
Armstrong
Dancing on the table like Frankie Lyman
real quick
We are the shape of jazz to come
They told me drink to your success, became an alcoholic, nineteen
The good die young, I lived the blueprint
just pass the Courvoisier
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier
Yeah, bitch, pass me that Louis, that motherfuckin'
That, that, that
just pass the Courvoisier
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier
Yeah, bitch, pass me that Louis, that motherfuckin'
That, that, that
Shaquille O'neal, Ryan O'neal
Vamo' de nuevo
Shaquille O'neal, Ryan O'neal
Eugene O'neill, Nine inch nill
Louis armstrong, Neil armstrong
Taco bell,
Shark Tales
Goddamn
Like a diamond I'm so frozen
Turn a desert to an ocean
Hit me up I got the potion
Always got that forward motion
With my girl
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
the ladies real classy
Louis Armstrong showed us how to be jazzy
United we stand, divided we fall
We chose to take a knee even while we playing football
what’s going on?
I’m blowing up like a bomb
They be like what’s going on?
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wanna see me when I fucking kill it
Who that nigga?
Good evening, turrets and gentle-cubes!
My name is Loose Screws Louis and I will
Be your Jazz Core for this evening
I'm gonna sing you a song
Called
and contradictions
The horns of Louis Armstrong wrestle with the devil's
While fireworks compete with gunshots on a hot summer night
Back in the day, we made
beside Meek's personal stylist, Sade
Who tells me
That Meek rarely wears the same shoes twice
Anymore especially his Timberlands, she says
Which are "one
it
Yeah let's try
Let me cut the music
Give me a nice walking base
Looking for some swing
No hang on what's that
Du jazz
A 5 4
Who do you think I am
Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I
For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt
My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out
bowl boils
Hexen rule
Explain the mood harm
The DDR scene
Alpine pullovers
Alpine give over
You can clutch at my toes
You will drive me insane
the sweep spot
Give me that back on a bike with a G-shock
All if that jazz, all the drums, all the C sets
I'm a go stunt, they ain't been to the east yet
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