Lyrics:
He landed with a thud in a truck and was off.
Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. It had been a very rough
weekend. She had
Riding in tha coupe (Coupe)
Bitches Playing in loops (Loops)
I thank god for all i have
These bitches being mad
Staring like am her man
Playing like she
she so bougie
Put the Glock in the Louis
(Put the Glock in the Louis)
Bet not give the drop to no groupie at all
(At all)
Say whenever it's smoke, you
at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said "It's good for you"
And then she tied me to the wall
wings
But on earth she walks strong while having Louis Vuitton dreams
She gonna get it, cant stop her, no matter who they might be
Okay you get it, she
Coochie like Immagucci
Say He Prada me put me in some Gucci
Send me heart eyes just to go to Loui
Only fans he just want to screw me
Rated R put it
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
“Choo-choo boogie” that is all about
Mister “Caldonia” he got what it takes!
Thanks Mister Louis, Thanks Mister Louis
Thanks Mister Louis, Thanks Mister Louis
Lived her whole life like a Prima Dona
Went from one night to the whole summer
We gon' get it in no matter where she wanna
Where she wanna, where she
was like freaking me out
He called me a beastie
That's 'cause like he was totally blitzed
He goes like bag your face
I'm sure!
Valley Girl
She's
the news
All my bitches winnin', how it feel to lose?
Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move
Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle I used to shop at Pinnacle,
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
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
She
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
they swallow everywhere (Yeah)
She came to party like it's 19-99
If she died on my dick
She would live through my rhymes
[Chorus]
For all my
she say he say she say
She say I don't fuck with him
He say I don't give a fuck
She say I'm gone live it up
He say bitch good luck
Louis and Peter we
snag it
I'm going up, they say Ima make it
Rockin'that Gucci that Louis that Prada
Feel like a king, way these bitches they prouda me
Nine out of ten
shit it doesn't do any good what you die from
My boy was just like me
He's a rabbit
Suicidal
Grabbin on to that weight
Lucky paw
Shut the fuck up
Shaking
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