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thinking on mama and Louis Vuitton 
Oouu, I'm thinking we high upper echelon (echelon)
I'ma shape up her life like the sketchers on (light it up)
I'ma sleep

deal with fake hoes
I said it once, I'll say it again
I'm living like Robert de Niro
I'm living expensive, I spent five thousand dollars
Just to ice out

my pocket, rich just like I'm Roddy
Racks fat just like Peter, it look like a nigga farted

toss your clothes like a salad
When it's all over put your vote in my ballot (what?)
It's my diner, I'm Mel, and you're Alice
Spend a night, in Little

to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba

the beat, like I'm too much producer tags
I got more fans than a gamer's computer has
I'm droppin' bars like candy a polluter has
Matter fact, I got more hits

(huh)
I'm on a mission I'm about to go far
I took a sip now I'm lit in the car
Shades on my face now I look like a star
How many times did I told

Smile
Though your heart is achin'
Smile
Even though it's breakin'
When there are are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
Through your

We're so blinded by the screens and the buttons
Take a look around
Do you know what it feels like
To just unplug and then ditch the crowd?

Gold chains

to the curb
Look at you sitting high up on your pedestal
Stop on the scene like the hulk I'm incredible
What I say gon hit you hard like an edible
We gettin

(Tongue is sore) drinking Nyquil like I am
I did it my way, ice on my eyes
(Ice on my eyes)
Living like a Friday every night whoa, whoa
(Whoa, whoa, whoa,

like to chill
So I drive up in my new Seville
My tribe went down in the hall of fame
'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James
Pound for pound, I will

was like baby, this life is a test

She was like Wesley, I'm trying my best
She was like Wesley, I'm trying my best
I know it ain't love, but that shit

to

Girl like what you mean?
I get that cash now
Told you I'd run it from nothing to something I go get the bag now
Said you want money, want Louis, I got it

Roll Call Reloaded

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

so down key
When I turn the candy red car key
Drippin slow, I'm in the mode
If you don't like it, then pardon me
But you know the fo' on me
Better

You know what I'm sayin' like
Real talk man, like, niggas ain't
Know about no Molly's til niggas
Brung it to the, to the table
(yeah) nigga like

Streets on Lock

Young Jeezy

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102

2006

himself after a bag
Nigga you's a hoe, a Louis Vuitton fag
My name ain't dick so keep it out ya mouth
It is what it is, look I am Da South (That's right)

momma
I use to think she was a prima Donna
But anyways
Nowadays
I look out and I'm still amazed
I set a torch and it's still ablaze
I got lost but I beat

thankful for what I found
I march to the beat of my heart and I’m in love with the sound, uh
Palm trees and Jordan 3’s that’s all I need
A summer breeze, ice

see you going soft like it's play dough
Bitch im saucin', you like mayo
Look at my wrist, look at my neck man it stay froze
Now she gon work it for me

coming with me
I see you by my side
I see you rocking Seezy
I see were going high
I'm dressed in all this louis
I'm dripped in minimal ice
Coz Virgils in

Looks like we're getting high!

See us posted up, yeah you know we ridin'
Potion in my cup, yeah you know I'm vibin'
It's that type of night, we're just

to tell them I found em a star
Cruising down PCH, the system is loud in the car
Might swing by the Louis Burger down in Long Beach, quarter pounder with

poet, I wrote a little somethin' down
My name is Louis, I don't fuck with Pina coladas
I'm like a quarter Italian, I make a decent lasagna
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