Louis Vuitton
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We are the new Zozeyety Hey, hey, huh huh Hey, huh, huh rawr rawr rawr Uh, hit for the one time Wor', wor', wor' wor' wor' Cop me a bag, Pharrell Karma on stacks, for real I just sell arms, a deal The paper put me in my feels Calling us, ah, we here You think that I shop, I just steal Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real For real Pilly a Polly, no pocket I can shoot shit like a rocket He act so pussy like pocket Paint him in red, told him stop it I shoot my milly just like I'm retarded Shinny pellets like a goddess Pull up on him and he shartted Rapid-fire like I farted Oou, oou, oou Body left his spirit, oou Pull up on a fuck nigga, coughed with a stick; this sickness, I clear it, oou She said that I'm crazy how I be shifting, she like how I steer it, oou She like how I hitting her, both nuts Told Lil' baby I'm dunkin' like doughnuts, for real For real? You know the deal I gave her the money, she count up a mil' Her head is so bad, thought she had on some grillz He talking like stainless, he rusted like steel Just look at him gushing, he look like a Danimal I beat it like Caesar, an ape, I'm a animal She gobble my meat, she look just like a cannibal Eat that bitch out, thought that she was my Danimal Cop me a bag, Pharrell Karma on stacks, for real I just sell arms, a deal The paper put me in my feels Calling us, ah, we here You think that I shop, I just steal Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real For real
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:42
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 131 BPM