King Louie - Would U Believe It lyrics
[King Louie - Would U Believe It lyrics]
Smoking dope, riding foreign and, my bitch
She European
Louis luggage on the boat with some coke
You wanna see it?
I'm talking stupid stupid cash
Stupid stupid stupid cash
If I told you I was really getting dough
Would you believe it?
Bussin' moves at the car lot, front
Y'all look like a collar
Got yo' bitch off the molly, off the molly
Turnin' up!
Smoke lots of pot, I get ass and top
I get cash a lot he don't get cash, he just
Lie a lot, he broke, he lies a lot!
My shoes ain't out, bitch, my
Jeans ain't out, my outfit, it ain't out
I'm smoking Ralph, nigga smoking Sway
I told him it ain't loud!
Smoking def, my pack need a ref
My dick need a rest
Yo' bitch hit the best, two
Thumbs up for her, she showin' out!
My name is Louie, but they call my Tony
So much money on me
I ain't lacking, got that nigga on me
So I run up on him
MUBU now, spread the news around
Fuck boy move around
Shooters out, them real shooters out
Shoot yo' shooters down
Show out when I pop out, yo' bitch show up
Turn the ho up
Yo' son said he wanna be like
Louie when he grow up
Might say fuck a day and mix
The Xannie with the po' up
I'm a walking holder, tryna hold up
Make you blow up
Yes, I am a dope fiend, living movies
This a dope scene
Got 'em so pro-Lou, like "Go King!"
I stay high, nose bleeds, only loud
No seats around fuck niggas can't be around
We don't need around, can't be around
Open heads, just beat 'em down
Shouldn't have been around
Now he ain't around
Made man, no, I ain't a clown
I don't want him 'round
Then he ain't around
Tough niggas, make 'em beat around
Face shots, make him eat a round
Fuck nigga, lay a nigga down
Lay a nigga down, lay a nigga down!
She European
Louis luggage on the boat with some coke
You wanna see it?
I'm talking stupid stupid cash
Stupid stupid stupid cash
If I told you I was really getting dough
Would you believe it?
Bussin' moves at the car lot, front
Y'all look like a collar
Got yo' bitch off the molly, off the molly
Turnin' up!
Smoke lots of pot, I get ass and top
I get cash a lot he don't get cash, he just
Lie a lot, he broke, he lies a lot!
My shoes ain't out, bitch, my
Jeans ain't out, my outfit, it ain't out
I'm smoking Ralph, nigga smoking Sway
I told him it ain't loud!
Smoking def, my pack need a ref
My dick need a rest
Yo' bitch hit the best, two
Thumbs up for her, she showin' out!
My name is Louie, but they call my Tony
So much money on me
I ain't lacking, got that nigga on me
So I run up on him
MUBU now, spread the news around
Fuck boy move around
Shooters out, them real shooters out
Shoot yo' shooters down
Show out when I pop out, yo' bitch show up
Turn the ho up
Yo' son said he wanna be like
Louie when he grow up
Might say fuck a day and mix
The Xannie with the po' up
I'm a walking holder, tryna hold up
Make you blow up
Yes, I am a dope fiend, living movies
This a dope scene
Got 'em so pro-Lou, like "Go King!"
I stay high, nose bleeds, only loud
No seats around fuck niggas can't be around
We don't need around, can't be around
Open heads, just beat 'em down
Shouldn't have been around
Now he ain't around
Made man, no, I ain't a clown
I don't want him 'round
Then he ain't around
Tough niggas, make 'em beat around
Face shots, make him eat a round
Fuck nigga, lay a nigga down
Lay a nigga down, lay a nigga down!