Lil Meta, Yung Ralph, OJ da Juiceman - Who Got da Loud lyrics
[Lil Meta, Yung Ralph, OJ da Juiceman - Who Got da Loud lyrics]
Mike da Rockman on the track lil Meta, DBT
Yung Ralph, Money Maker oJ, 32 Entertainment
Now put your L's in the air
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
I love the L-O, U-D, strong pack, fruity
Smell like ooh-wee, sell your boy Q-P
I be at the QT, excuse me, BP
The QT hot, stay packed with some codeine
They on that Goose, shawty, everybody know me
Magnum on fours, balling like Kobe
Kush and a riller, jacob six-figure
40 Cal on my side, yes, I'll kill ya
They call me Lil Meta
I'm that dude of the South
Got the Juiceman and the Juugman in the house
I smell purple kush, all through the crowd
So I need to know, who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud pack, loud pack, AK-47
Loud pack in, make me pull a 211
'07 Magnum mounted on the stupid sevens
Blowing irate kush and in the sky like Heaven
Smoke a whole pound
That's that stupid mounts of seven
Prada shoe walking
Me and your girl watching plasma
'68 Cutlass, skating on them stupid
Metal kush, you ain't 'round, buy seven
Ralph got the juug, Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack
Make it stank in East Atlanta
Goddamn, I'm booming young Juiceman
Smoke the pounds of the fruity
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Mr purple Thrax, Mr bubble Kush
Obama shit, no more George Bush
I keep that loud pack, and you can smell mine
I'm smoking every bud, nah, I can't sell mine
Yung Ralph, OJ, and Lil Meta
Just three rats out here
Searching for some cheddar
What you need? I carryout and deliver
My bracelet make you sneeze
But my charm make you shiver
Yung Ralph, Cleveland Ave
King of the cheapest
Shouts out to my partner, king of the
I smell purple kush, all through the crowd
So I need to know, is who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Yung Ralph, Money Maker oJ, 32 Entertainment
Now put your L's in the air
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
I love the L-O, U-D, strong pack, fruity
Smell like ooh-wee, sell your boy Q-P
I be at the QT, excuse me, BP
The QT hot, stay packed with some codeine
They on that Goose, shawty, everybody know me
Magnum on fours, balling like Kobe
Kush and a riller, jacob six-figure
40 Cal on my side, yes, I'll kill ya
They call me Lil Meta
I'm that dude of the South
Got the Juiceman and the Juugman in the house
I smell purple kush, all through the crowd
So I need to know, who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud pack, loud pack, AK-47
Loud pack in, make me pull a 211
'07 Magnum mounted on the stupid sevens
Blowing irate kush and in the sky like Heaven
Smoke a whole pound
That's that stupid mounts of seven
Prada shoe walking
Me and your girl watching plasma
'68 Cutlass, skating on them stupid
Metal kush, you ain't 'round, buy seven
Ralph got the juug, Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack
Make it stank in East Atlanta
Goddamn, I'm booming young Juiceman
Smoke the pounds of the fruity
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Mr purple Thrax, Mr bubble Kush
Obama shit, no more George Bush
I keep that loud pack, and you can smell mine
I'm smoking every bud, nah, I can't sell mine
Yung Ralph, OJ, and Lil Meta
Just three rats out here
Searching for some cheddar
What you need? I carryout and deliver
My bracelet make you sneeze
But my charm make you shiver
Yung Ralph, Cleveland Ave
King of the cheapest
Shouts out to my partner, king of the
I smell purple kush, all through the crowd
So I need to know, is who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Who's got the loud?
Who's got the loud? Let me
Know who's got the loud
You got the loud, he got the loud
She got the loud
Let me know who's got the loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud, loud, loud, loud