Lyrics:
Lil' mama, let us start some drama
Stay collecting commas
Buy anything you wanna
You my prima donna
Louis V and Prada
Got Dolce and Gabbana
Spend it
Fendi Gucci Loui Givenchy
She fell in love with designer
She fell in love with designer
She think she bad like Rihanna
She think she thick like
Louis v this, louis v that
Louis v bitch, louis v bag
And i put in it really big stacks
My cash takes off like a jet
She wanna more louis v and kissing my
gotta break it down like Missy Miss
She had the "hee hee, who got the keys?"
You don't need that if you got the no start V
Where you push the button, that
in her mouth, put Louis V bags on the couch
I just put a new Patek on her, new VVS's got her iced out
And she like it when I fuck her lights out
was a vegetable farm and that it was ran by her elder sister and her son. But they now feel like the owner so, she told Shaine that the time was right
(Yea) we gon' take this shit down south
Brand new Ludacris shawnna
Shout out to the hole DTP (Haha)
He said he like it when it's wet
She said she
Louis Vuitton
I know she bad
I know she bad
She’s Louis Vuitton
She’s Louis Vuitton
I know she seXy
I know she seXy
She’s Louis Vuitton
She’s
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
M-O-E, bitch
E-Z
On the grind, straight gettin' it
Bout my cheese like Junior Kid
That money talk, I speak fluently
The dime size keep evokin' me
marble down
You lil broke boa
All that chattin
Need to keep it down
Talking Low Voice
I've been underground
With a baddie she brown
Like that Louis Vuitton
"I got one taken, I'm waitin' on her response"
Wrote her a 3 page letter, it's 3 days later, never hit me back, she broke my heart
So now he IM'ing
like bailarina
Prima prima go prima
Wave that booty like bailarina
Primo watch at me
Bitch on side wanna go hit me
It's bad bitch day I'm free
She got
the beat?
I don't know
What time is it?
(Silence)
Yeah
Hopped out the whip I did my Louis dance
(Ah)
Hopped out the whip did my Louis dance
(Louis, Louis
(woo)
They play Pop so much it feel like he still here
Got us woo walkin', wearin' Dior just to be clear (facts)
COVID-19 shit got Fred The Godson
One
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
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
So I switch it up for a second and put on the Bongos
I feel like Dami 'cause I take your shawty
And put in that work, I ain't talkin' trabajo
If he
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
near
(veneer) sayin' he keep it real is like
Sayin' Cardi teeth is real
The fuck is you rappin' 'bout bruh?
What is he rappin' 'bout?
Sorry Cardi, I'm
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
on a whim
He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton
But I'm thanking God for niggas like Iceberg Slim
And the chick the honky's ran to see
She was
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
the same she
Said it happened way before we got together
But she just never
Told me when Drizzy came to
See me, he was like
"yeah it's true don't fuck with
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