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Hey, by the time we drop this we'll be in Medellin SV! Supreme on the tee, the Js on my feet The wallet is Louis Vuitton I took a break from this
Suck my dick on P E Smoke woods On church That shit lit Doing what I want no cap Mad big Made five bands by just Sipping drank Loui luggage drip Went
interior bege Ice on my ou ice on my neak 'Tamo no Sul destino Nordeste Essa bag da Louis portando 'zaza A 200 por hora 'mai sem capotar Matando esse drink
I got Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Loui All over my garments I give a fuck About these bapestas No I'm not rocking That Tommy shit Catch a nigga outside No
like you used too Could've had you dripped jimmy choo shoe 5 bitches at the bar they gon come through By the end of the night they in my room Level up
I said let's go push up, I told that bitch I got no limit woah Like shut up, this Prada tell right by my denim woah Okay like what's up, Like bad lil
I just went and copped the louis, finna fly to Vegas, All the shit that I be doing make these pussies hate us, I don't feel the shit y'all moving
você pode se perder Refrão : Ela é top arrasar no look Não bebe cerveja, só Chandon e absolute De Louis Vuitton, Dudalina, Luck In The Sky Gucci By
you captured, Kidnapped Love. C 2018 By Herman Louis Booker
oye en toa' la esfera Louis V. on me, Louis B. by my side True player, Biggie inmenso, se pasó toa' la' metas Obvio me alimento de to' aquello' profetas
Cyferblat dwa nadgarstki ona i ja Louis V-bag, step-back, dawaj mi hajs Byłem w plegar teraz pora by w końcu wstać Pojebane linie, pojebany grunt Miłość do
a wide body kit Louis my body, it came with the fit Pull up my chopper, my gun gonna spit Sneezy on the toilet, you know we gotta shit Stacking' my money,
Did it did it by myself yeah Didn't need no help yeah I remember it was just me nobody else yeah Louis V my belt yeah shoppin' for my stress yeah
tonight” The news was rockin St Louis by the morning light CHORUS She got so tired before the baby came But saloons and casinos still called his name Now
still mad you didn't We was rockin' JCPenney, now it's Louis linen And I ain't think it'd be this hard to spend my time with women And shout out XL Hope,
block out New coupe, slide by, she see it's litta on our side I was down bad, look at me now Louis V steppin' and my bitch is double C down Man, back then
Yeah, what? Big mad, now you down bad, yeah I know when she give me that face We both know it cnd I know it, I can tell by the way that you show it,
Louis Lane Now my heart is full of pain, so I turn to Mary Jane But you're inside of my brain, I can't explain I'm bound by chains Let me take the reigns
say with a chest I get payed just by thinking When these bitches call my phone I leave it ringing Yeah CROMEHEART on my body Louis V my wrist
off switch No, this ain't no Louis I got this from Gucci My shit be Tailored and costly Second line got my gat by my armpit For anybody who think they
was just young homie 'fore you flipped my whole world The day I laid eyes on you you became my world With you always by my side im feeling like im
catch a cold (vvs) Up in lavelle over 44 line by through the door these ain't whores these boss babes rollin with the gang Louis yeah on my feet yeah
Got some Louis jeans for a pocket rocket Keep it aiming better safe than sorry This ain't no basic rari, girl This is that foreign dot Keep talking
gargle my nuts like it in her mouth I can tell by the vibe she wants to fuck me Louis Vuitton used to be dusty Now I got me a Maison Margiela bitch Soon
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