swag The way I count it up and throw it in my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag (Blood
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The way I count it up and throw it in my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag (Blood Raw
The way I count it up and throw it in my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag (Blood
think you living good, I got a better view Condo on south beach, Beach Vila and Malibu Hate to brag but I got a hundred in that, new Louie bag Pull
was your smile it was your style That had me gone from the jump It was your name it was your sign That made want to run Fly me to Vegas Packing my bag
'em to give me back my swag They tryin' to clone me See my Louis tux, Louis flag, Louis frames, Louis belt What that make me Louis mane? I'm in
You got to make me believe it girl! (work) C'MON NOW!! [Verse: Pharrell Williams] I'm sitting on your Louie bag, now you're braining it Lookin like your
Of the world though, you got my back, right?) Hey, it's whatever shawty, you ain't gotta ask Yes, Valentino blouses, summer houses, cash, check You can get it, you deserve it, flawless diamonds, Louis
live this down, down, down Yo, I done copped Tims, lived in Linz's kid, Armani suits Fresh fruits, vally boots, and Benzs Countin' up, smokin', one cuff Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag
that there's no doubt I made it, I made it! [Verse 2 - Birdman] Yeah YM CMB baby Birdman Swagged out 100 Rooftop, hella choppa burning smoke Louis bag
thank God for that Regardless, Big Bang can't fold it up Ain't another nigga flowin' who as cold as bruh Quarter mill for the show, really though, wassup? Louis duffel bag
A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent She look like the best money that I ever spent Just watching my cutie pie get beautified Make me want better jewels, a newer ride Louis
Cavalli I should probably walk up to the register and say "I got it" Go and pick up what you like, it's nothin ma, don't worry about it That bag should
't no fool Bitch Jizzle 'bout his bag 2010 droppin head, 26-inch mags Stick in the back with the 100-round mag (yeah) Call him shit bag, bitch I'm Mr.
rubbers on the band Van full of kush Guns in the lamb Dumpin' moving fast Mo money then I seen Louie was the tag, the duffel bag and the jean Bald eagle
