Lyrics:
take his time, he counts it out
I weighs it up, that's real money
Check the neck, check the wrist
Them heads turnin', that's exorcist
My Audemar like
bought the Louis I ain't check the price
Say he gon' pop out, I'ma get the chop out
Like it's a picture, I crop out (Uh)
My drip splash like a knockdown
watchin, anticipatin the alchemy
Is it Louis or Alyx? Come look at the links
Is it Prada or Gabbana? Just look at the sleeve
My bitch aura like Madonna, just
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
on ey
Don't nobody say L'occitane
But they washed they sins with it when they bought new tans
He old enough to be dad she grown enough to be bad
I said The Lip
(No, man, she means Harry James)
I said The Lip
(You mean Louis Prima)
I said The Lip
(Noo, Lip er ace)
(Yip yip yip yip)
No one plays
machine
Life of a giant, but who needs size when you wack and your team's soft
Drag your girl down this hill 'til she admits that it feels like she's
Yeah
I like the way she stunting
I got my louis she rocking the 2 piece
Aye she match my fly like its nothing
Baby to groovy
We making a movie
We Live-r
T-shirt made by Louis (Louis)
Soon as I do it they do it (do it, yeah)
Running through the money like there
Ain't nothing to it
I know I say it all
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
focus
I push the whip
And I drive like I stole it
I'm here with yungeen
My bruddah my wodie
We took your girl
Coz she tryna get noticed
Play with her clit
Told her, "Don't wait for me", your time is up
better save it please, I just ran up me a eighty piece (ayy)
She on her knees suckin' dick like she
Louis mask on me
Designer face wear bitch
I do all kind of shit
But you'll never see it, like the presidents behind tints
Got to bitch who tryna
(the power)
The power, the glory (it belongs to You, God)
Forever and ever (that's a long time)
He finished my story (You completed it for me)
We're
trynna get it
Trynna get it for my moms
Fuck niggas gettin dropped left and right like bombs
Lil homie stayed the night and stole my shit by dawn
Small
he like buying Louis Vuitton
Just to spoil you
‘Cause you was like a bill with
A drill to my pocket
All these hundred dollar bills in my pocket
I could
parts with his parts out, and
Then he just laid his shit down
And it was great by then went to
'Ye house, played it for him, he
Was like, 'cool' wayne
thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big freak, fat
shit
Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her
flags
Yeah, if we one down, we bouncin' back
Yeah, she pull up to the trap to bounce it back
I pull up to the spot to count the cash
They come through
help?" it
Seemed like a trick question her
Voice was deep and throaty like something
Was caught in it "Oh dear
" Ivo said to himself he
Was tempted
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
You already know that when he was plottin' I
Just threw an 'oop on the low (yeah)
You know that I catch it
Just like I catch a nigga in traffic (yeah)
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
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