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An old woman was presented by her son is Louis Vuitton Shoulder bag, Boston bag, suitcase, osaifu and kinchuk bukuro An old man who doesn't know what
Il mio vero amico sta nella tua tasca Il tuo migliore amico sta nelle mie palle TMax black, go go Jack Sacoche Louis V piena di kichta (brr)
Prima di jet (so lo vorresti) Prima di un set (la gireresti) Prima di se (essere onesti) Alle Seychelles (oppure ad est) Ma dimmi se Sicuro che Tutto
so I'm grabbin' that bitch by the throat (grr) Niggas sayin' they outside (they're outside) Send the addy, we gon' slide (slide, slide) Heard he
tomorrow, like I feel today, If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today, I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway. Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her
tomorrow, like I feel today, If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today, I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway. Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her
I feel today If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings
They're really rockin' in Boston In Pittsburgh, PA Deep in the heart of Texas And round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis And down in New Orleans All
DeGoboy Ahh Baby girl Tell me what you like the most I wanna buy you everything Buy you Louis and fashion nova Aah Baby girl Tell me what you like
tomorrow, like I feel today, If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today, I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway. Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her
tomorrow, like I feel today, If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today, I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway. Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her
tomorrow, like I feel today, If I feel tomorrow, like I feel today, I'm gonna pack my trunk and make my getaway. Oh, that St. Louis woman, with her
Pull up, Louis V on my waistband Saint Laurent call em toe taps I’m in the cut Flexin’ like I got money flowin’ in like the ocean Girls, all them want me
Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears I got some problems I cant sleep away For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears Said
las mujeres no me faltan Tengo Gucci tengo Louis tengo Prada Tienes un problema dime en mi cara No me dices nada no me dices nada El dinero las mujeres
worth less People jack time like it's Louis V purses Cuz they find that you worth less Time passes by moments spent value assigned Ones and zeroes lines
bumping out an old Buick My stomping ground None other than East St. Louis Edgemont is the set East St. Louis the city Illinois is the state St. Clair is
Knew I had to lose to then a start winning Dripping designer, Gucci, Loui, & Dolce Gabbana Yeah I beee Turning up in the summer Feeling so cold in
Yeah Every time I walk up through the door I ain't never wearing no Dior I ain't ever rocking Louis V Blue jeans with the Shaka white tee Cause I
They want Louis and Versace that's why they can't get nowhere by me I been on my grind, maybe one day I can shine Maybe one day I can grab a drink
Cubans 'round ma neck (Yeah yeah) Cubans 'round ma neck (Yeah yeah) Cubans 'round ma neck (Yeah yeah) Cubans 'round mi neck Louis V mek she wet Every gyal
Spending racks, bitch I'll pay it ain't no fee She done copped it off the rack Chanel bags and Louis V Could've had it but you Lie to me Bitch we out in
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago They crossed at the river levee
obra prima [ZV] Ta de Channel e Louis Vuitton Desce e sobe essa tem o dom Blunt pra ela e vinho do bom Essa bunda parece mansão Brilho no pulso
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