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options - louie ray lyrics

[intro: louie ray]
(we don’t smoke the same)
[?] that’s my option, n*gga
i keep piles of paper on me, that’s my option, n*gga
i keep piles of paper on me, that’s my option, n*gga
man, [?]

[verse 1: louie ray]
i keep piles of paper on me, that’s my option, n*gga
i stay far from where i grew up, that sh*t like adoption, n*gga
you think i’m f*cked up, i’ma let you think it, playing [?] n*gga
i d*mn near get [?] every week, them [?] drop a n*gga
f*ck it, you can’t stop a n*gga
somethin’ go wrong, pop a n*gga
estimate of all i made this year, probably shock a n*gga
sh*t get low, restock it, n*gga
mmm yeah, don’t watch my pocket, n*gga
went so long without that drank, this time near detoxed a n*gga

[verse 2: yn jay]
eh, dracos and ak’s and big ass guns, just like a movie scene
b*tch wanna f*ck, so she leave the club, b*tch, is your coochie clean?
d*mn
beating the streets is harder than a n*gga make it seem
hit his ass with the chop, i bet that ak make him sing
can’t do it by yourself, you can’t make it without no team
n*gga say he sell dope, how you trappin’ without no friends?
[verse 3: louie ray]
dice game everything, tryna leave with the dough
i was buyin’ jeans with the dough
i was drinkin’ lean with the dough
kept a roll on me, too big to hide, n*gga i seen with the dough
shoot his ass up, right before he die, n*gga gon’ scream with the dough
selling dope like it was legal back then, [?] with the dough
you can take this 40 glock with the switch, make you a machine with the dough
so cold, i’m anemic with the dough
rappin’ kinda keep us on the go
hoes open up for me every time, really i’m a dentist on the low

[verse 4: yn jay]
unc out here looking for a real lady, say he can’t stand no ho
beat a b*tch down, but i never ever ever put my hands on a ho
i’m the coochie man, if i jump high, b*tch, i might land on a ho
freak b*tch do whatever i say, sh*t, let me stand on a ho
sittin’ in the spot, you ain’t sellin’ sh*t, n*gga, go stand by the door
i’m a real p, i don’t pay for p*ssy, you gon’ spend ten on a ho
you gon’ buy a benz for the ho
na, you a cheap n*gga, you gon’ buy small ass van for the ho
i’ma give her good d*ck, you gon’ do everything you can for the ho
you only had a thousand dollars, how the f*ck you spend the whole band on a ho?
freak b*tch wanna f*ck, she gon’ get poppin’ [?]

[verse 5: louie ray]
don’t put my hands on a ho
might put my mans on a ho
i might just glance at a ho
don’t take no chance with a ho
don’t make no plans with a ho
gotta watch my band with a ho
don’t force my hand with a ho
eh, this is not a joke, n*gga
cold in a coat, n*gga
got 3 digit loafs, n*gga
can’t say who spent the most, n*gga
this a caution to approach, n*gga
might get smoked, n*gga
i’m really out the dirt
and i put a stain on a shirt, n*gga
[verse 6: yn jay]
left a stain in the dirt, n*gga
you don’t eat if you don’t work, n*gga
you still smokin’ purp
and grannie and them still go to church
hoes stood on the block with uncle kirt
this sh*t like a gift and a curse
drinkin’ too much lean, i gotta burp
b*tch p*ssy good, i make it squirt
i don’t call it lean, i call it syrup
you say get smoked, i say murked
you say lil uzi, i say vert
show you how this b*tch go to work
put you on a t, i’m selling merch
knew a n*gga, used to sell in church
day one change be the worst
you can hear the pain in my verse

- louie ray lyrics

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