"Louis Vuitton" lyrics
We've got a few positions already taken care of because I'm bringing my luggage with me
And it's Louis
Yuh, I'm bringing my luggage, Louis Vuitton, baby
Say she drunk in love, so I told her to come Beyoncé me
Yo bitch giving top, and she going dumb like a blonde lady
I be chainsmokin', no cigarettes, I ain't John Daly
Dirty money, I got coal mine cash
I wake up and I get blitzed, like my O-line ass
Before I go to sleep, I'm faded, like a goal-line pass
One question, have you ever seen your whole life flash?
Another question, have you seen lights flash and went in panic mode?
Feelin' like I'm Nick with my new shit, 'cause man it's gold
If you broke, I'll fix it, just listen, this my mechanic flow
I think I'm addicted, keep falling in love with manic hoes
He ain't trappin', he selling junk like the Sanford show
I just booked my calendar, '28 GRAMMY's, I plan to go
28 grams in my bag, and it's filled with pants and clothes
15 more in there, baby, you know I plan to smoke
Pockets fat as her coochie, them bitches camel toe
I just put my hands on her booty, like we was dancing slow
I like bitches thick, brown sugar, like I'm D'Angelo
He said he was sick, well it's time to give him an antidote
I ain't gramming hoe, know my lowest an O, no sorrow
Will I answer? No, need a Nolan Arenado (That's 28)
Bitch, I'm a smoking aficionado (Yours ain't too great)
Rappers be acting like they bravado (But they too fake)
Bitch, I got that shit that numb your tooth, ache
Grew up watching hoops, I love debating, talking who's great
True statement, really think Mike is the greatest to play
2K, box score numbers, and did it two ways
Soufflé, baby, I'm baked and I'm 'bout my cheese now
Hooray, dropped off a load and I feel at ease now
Blue faces, they ain't [?], but they in my dreams now
Bouquet, I smell like some flowers from blowing trees down
And it's Louis
Yuh, I'm bringing my luggage, Louis Vuitton, baby
Say she drunk in love, so I told her to come Beyoncé me
Yo bitch giving top, and she going dumb like a blonde lady
I be chainsmokin', no cigarettes, I ain't John Daly
Dirty money, I got coal mine cash
I wake up and I get blitzed, like my O-line ass
Before I go to sleep, I'm faded, like a goal-line pass
One question, have you ever seen your whole life flash?
Another question, have you seen lights flash and went in panic mode?
Feelin' like I'm Nick with my new shit, 'cause man it's gold
If you broke, I'll fix it, just listen, this my mechanic flow
I think I'm addicted, keep falling in love with manic hoes
He ain't trappin', he selling junk like the Sanford show
I just booked my calendar, '28 GRAMMY's, I plan to go
28 grams in my bag, and it's filled with pants and clothes
15 more in there, baby, you know I plan to smoke
Pockets fat as her coochie, them bitches camel toe
I just put my hands on her booty, like we was dancing slow
I like bitches thick, brown sugar, like I'm D'Angelo
He said he was sick, well it's time to give him an antidote
I ain't gramming hoe, know my lowest an O, no sorrow
Will I answer? No, need a Nolan Arenado (That's 28)
Bitch, I'm a smoking aficionado (Yours ain't too great)
Rappers be acting like they bravado (But they too fake)
Bitch, I got that shit that numb your tooth, ache
Grew up watching hoops, I love debating, talking who's great
True statement, really think Mike is the greatest to play
2K, box score numbers, and did it two ways
Soufflé, baby, I'm baked and I'm 'bout my cheese now
Hooray, dropped off a load and I feel at ease now
Blue faces, they ain't [?], but they in my dreams now
Bouquet, I smell like some flowers from blowing trees down
