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val venis - king louie lyrics

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[hook]
i’m the man little do they know, little do they know
i’m the man little do they know, little do they know
i’m the man little do they know, little do they know
i’m the man little do they know, little do they know

[verse 1: king louie]
im the man little do they know
rollin up dope and the syrup got me slow..
pourin up a deuce shawty rolled up a four
i be in the paper, in the streets, in your ho
haulin up and down in the foreign ride slow
king louie banging like the folks in the moe’s
might overdose if i take another dose
can’t f-ck with me you ain’t making no dough
these n-ggas working ain’t working no mo'(feds)
i’m neo they on agent flow
video smoking dope with a asian ho
throwin up l’s thats the way it goes
i made it bro, and they hate it though
i just say so, and chase that dough
beat the p-ssy up like i hate your ho
shooting em in it till it ain’t a face no more
ballin like a young n-gga tryna go pro
smoking on def call that so-so
jammin’ like the gun ain’t shooting no more
i know you don’t know cuz you’ll do a lil mo
i’mma big g n-gga you lil ho
we be up in cali smoking o’s, buyin clothes
go against the team and you’re gonna get exposed
rapid face shots n-gga aid-to-the-os

[hook]

[verse 2: king louie]
bump a n-gga ho she like, “tell me when to go”
throw it up n-gga back to making that dough
who the f-ck are you b-tch i own m.u.b.u
swaggin in my louis and i own gucc too
i’m slow-mo ‘cause i’m on two 2’s
dirty money got my pockets on bruce bruce
thirty popper tools for the obstacles
threw a whole band, told the b-tch “woof woof”
actin hard to get, b-tch you ain’t loot-proof
these n-ggas ain’t me, no they ain’t too cool
kush too strong b-tch freebee smooth
you could be smooth or we could eat two
send this b-tch up man, it’s all on you
shoot a n-gga down make him fall on you
more rounds poppin out gettin all on you
more money at the factory will fall on you
lean, walgreens and the ganja, truth
every n-gga wake me, i’m gonna shoot
ball like a hoop
talkin n-gga benzes, took the tools for the coupe
b-tches on deck, h-lla love in the crew
every day i win, call me double-u
these n-ggas hate, these b-tches love lou lou
f-ck you, haa!

[hook]

[outro (x4)]
i’m valin wildin’
i’m wildin’ valin

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