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FIRMAN
"Mystery after gala night"
It says "mystery of sopranos flight"
"mystified" all the papers say
"we are mystified we suspect
"Mystery after gala night"
It says, "Mystery of sopranos flight"
"Mystified, baffled," Sûreté say
"We are mystified, we suspect foul play"
Bad
Written by b. setzer
Hey, louis prima
We gotta get the hell outta town
'cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend
After I wash my face
And even tho these niggas see this paper on me
Before I ever let a nigga take it from me
I'm gone die in this Louis V
I'm gone die in
"Mystery after gala night,"
if says, "Mystery of soprano's flight!"
"Mystified baffled Surete say,
we are mystified - we suspect foul play!"
Bad
them earrings bling
Hermes and Louis shoes
Hermes and Louis shoes
Fly niggas don't follow rules
Keep them hammers, we carry tools
Mind gone, missing
the same for me
And I would do it for you, for you
Baby I'm not moving on
I love you long after you're gone
For you, for you
You would never sleep
I'm still fucking right here
After after all these years
I ain't gone I ain't gone nowhere
Still playing that Blackbear
You moved on to the big city
And I would do it for you, for you
Baby I'm not moving on
I'll love you long after you're gone
For you, for you
You will never be alone
I'll love you long
like Mmm
Healing? healing
You're healing some of your wounds
That were inflicted
When these motherfuckers was stunting on you
Mmm
Money cars bottles
When you're next to me
I feel the ecstasy
Tell me you won't nothing after me
We 50 50 we balancing
We overcoming life's challenges
Grip on my waist
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
I'mma Louis V steppa (Louis V)
I don't fold under pressure (I don't fold)
Tryna' keep it in the road tryna hold us together (Tryna hold us together)
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
percentage (No no)
With the bases loaded all we need's a hit, boy I'mma still swing for the fences (Gone)
I guess you tend to overdo it when you come up
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
by my side
You can have tomorrow
You can have the next day
You can have the day after, the day after that, Jesus
I believe after this day's gone
Louis stepping
Yea I'm thanking God for every single second
Only Lord knows
How I feel yeah
Big luwop he gone
Coca yea she gone
Courtney yea she gone
rich, kid
I come through the hood in some really, really sick shit
The Rolls, the roof gone, your flows, they're lukewarm
It's why you're not me;
how long I been on ya
(Work it harder, make it better)
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
I need you right now
(More than ever, hour after hour,
But murders are not stopping
After COVID, murders gone rocket
Can the new mayor stop it?
The city and jail system is making too much profit
So I doubt
how long I been on ya
(Work it harder, make it better)
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
I need you right now
(More than ever, hour after hour,
The statues of limitations have gone away
Shit's irrelevant
Girl, we gotta stop doing this
Why you still texting me
That shit we had long ago is over
a bag on a Louis V jacket
In love with the fashion imma addict
I dont want that shit you can take it
But if ur pussy clean bitch come make me
Not so tough
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