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You're fake
Give in
No longer longing

See I was told by my friends
Keep my head on my shoulders
Yeah I fly on them
Bought them a promise
Louis'll die

E'rything I do, I do it big
Yeah uh-huh, screamin that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
Get rep in my town, when you see me me you know

I didn’t want love but that bitch got me geeked 
Its Louis the belt cuz she cute from Kentucky 
These shades I got on I cannot see in front of me

Hoes say I'm cute as fuck
My jewels recruit a slut
Coupe guts like the inside
Color of noodle cups
You a tough guy? Me? Never
But the orangutans that I

you make your body move that way
You can take my stacks cause the money gon' fade
We go to Paris spend it all in one day

Give me Dior Louis Gucci Amiri

bleedin' (bleedin')
Fingers be bleedin'
Flew by in a SRT demon
Brand new iced out grills got me cheesin'
But I still know
That lil' bitch, she a friend of me

She only come out on the evenings
Aye, bitch told me I'm the one for her
I told her quit dreaming, dreaming
Give that bitch a greeting
As I walk out

Olde English

Defari

20/20

soundalikes, it's sad
Hard to tell the difference like they fake Louis bags

I don't fuck with that industry flow
What I do fuck with is that industry dough
BMI,

I'm the ghetto Bill Gates, give me ten years
(yeah) uh, chop-chop when I switch gears
Thrustin' make her pussy wet
Comin' in the V12 i ain't even put it

of dark delights
A cenobite on rare occasions

I prowl at night in pink and white
Deceptive guise in monochrome
I'll let you pay to give me head
By head I

Give Em Some Mo

Chingy

Powerballin'

2004

To give cat a fix, grand barry six
I gave it to my bitch, but that's how it goes
When a playa rich, 
On the mound I pitch
Call me mr. quick
In a fast

Don't Make No Sense

Chief Keef

Finally Rich

2012

make no sense, bang

In the jungle with killas
Tell the streets that we made it
Untouchable niggas, we was born to be hated
Me and Sosa won't tell

of darkness and the brink of bright
Give me a piece of the pie
In fact, I'll just take a big bite
They all call my celly
All my friends call me Mr vlad
The kind

Medication [Remix]

Stephen Marley

Medication

your features
You got all different flavors
You got that loudly speakers
Your best friend Keysha
Know I don't knock 'em out them sneakers
That loui

bilal
Yeah yeah
Baby girl you know i can stand by your side
Your loving be like jazz you control me tonight yo yo
Baby girl you know your touch just de

St. Louis Blues

Emile Barnes

1946

1999

feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way

St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man

my soda (soda)
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt (yeah)
They told me I wasn't gon' make it if you ain't grind hard (hard)

Look at how far

molotovs
No apologies
Study flows like topology
The deeper that it gets, the harder that it is to follow me

By that logic, I do not exist
I'm a ghost

the judges wanna see that one again
I will ask you once to give me back my pen again
I don't get what you're waiting for my friend
The both of us are Danglin

like to be around 'em
Give 'em dap or pound 'em
See 'em out, they houndin' dawg
Sayin' they got tracks for me to get down on
Sayin' they hot when that

do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
Like how you do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
Ooh tell me how you do

(K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac)

All that bullshit's for the birds, you ain't nothin' but a vulture (oh, oh, oh)
Always hopin' for the worst, waitin' for me

St. Louis Blues

Lew Stone & His Orchestra

Cream of Lew Stone

1994

feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way

St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man

Another Another World

The Creators

The Weight

2000

like a game
Ain't gonna give you no fame by callin out your name
Just explain how I do it and, lead by example
Stay away from repetition don't wanna