[{"id":32935054,"name":"King Louie - Like Louie Prod By DJ L","trackName":"King Louie - Like Louie Prod By DJ L","artistName":"King Louie","albumName":"Drilluminati 3: God Of Drill","duration":183.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Like Louie\nKing Louie\n\nSmoking, chronic, with a blond bitch\nIt's on me, a diamond, don't make a pawn it\n[?] sonic, get on that and push your dome back\nAll that, all that, we need all that\nStaying in, staying in, and gangbanging\nAmen, they praying when I'm gon' spray em\nMy Brietling, like Iceland, that bitch be twinkling\nNo time to talk if the conversation ain't worth a band\nBen Franklin, Ben Franklin, I stack Ben Franklins\nSome gangster shit, Ben Franklins, got all Ben Franklins\nMight take your bitch, might take your bitch, deuces while you go piss\nMoney dance, 100 bands, really that ain't shit\nBalling, niggas bitches and they know it\nNiggas bitches, they be folding\nWhere your chain, that nigga stole it\nYou a bitch and you know that\nWhy you talking to a G like you don't know me\nWhy you talking to me like my friends ain't killers?\nIf I got a problem with em they gon' kill em, for them [?]\nI say I'm rolling, [?] what you told him\nHang a chopper, catch a body\nYou hit the target if not today, kill em tomorrow\nI'm the god of drill, Tony ghost, you on your Judas shit\nI picked up your little bitch and she got to sucking my Polish\nI'm known for C, C-section me, ask my mom Melanie\nShe had me, I'm happy, shout out my daddy\nFatty, say I'm out here till the feds catch me\nI'm getting fetti, I'm getting fetti, look at my Bezzy\nMy big bro, he got his license, don't get [?]\nGive him a halo, take his life quick, ain't on that fight shit\nIt's that blow [?], bodies [?], leave em cold\nTag on toes, funeral, get him a rose\nI love money not these bitches or these hoes\nI'm a gangster, for sure, my dad a force, ho\nI'm a B O N, I'm a B O N, nigga\nI'm a B O N, I'm a B O N, nigga\nFaster, universal shit, bullets reverse and shit\nFace shots in the daytime, get em Hersheys quick\n\nI was with your bitch yesterday and your kid was there\nI heard him talking about me\nAnd he said all I want to do is be like Louie when I grow up\nAll I want to do is be like Louie when I grow up\nAll I want to do is be like Louie when I grow up\nMy name is Louie but they call me Tony, so what?\nYour bitch see me and she instantly turn the ho up\nRose niggas see real niggas get money and they grow up","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.35] Like Louie\n[00:10.10] King Louie\n[00:13.52] Smoking, chronic, with a blond bitch\n[00:16.82] It's on me, a diamond, don't make a pawn it\n[00:20.05] [?] sonic, get on that and push your dome back\n[00:23.52] All that, all that, we need all that\n[00:26.86] Staying in, staying in, and gangbanging\n[00:29.70] Amen, they praying when I'm gon' spray em\n[00:33.49] My Brietling, like Iceland, that bitch be twinkling\n[00:36.85] No time to talk if the conversation ain't worth a band\n[00:40.38] Ben Franklin, Ben Franklin, I stack Ben Franklins\n[00:43.69] Some gangster shit, Ben Franklins, got all Ben Franklins\n[00:47.05] Might take your bitch, might take your bitch, deuces while you go piss\n[00:50.34] Money dance, 100 bands, really that ain't shit\n[00:53.74] Balling, niggas bitches and they know it\n[00:57.64] Niggas bitches, they be folding\n[01:03.04] Where your chain, that nigga stole it\n[01:06.58] You a bitch and you know that\n[01:09.64] Why you talking to a G like you don't know me\n[01:12.21] Why you talking to me like my friends ain't killers?\n[01:16.27] If I got a problem with em they gon' kill em, for them [?]\n[01:19.72] I say I'm rolling, [?] what you told him\n[01:26.62] Hang a chopper, catch a body\n[01:29.84] You hit the target if not today, kill em tomorrow\n[01:34.06] I'm the god of drill, Tony ghost, you on your Judas shit\n[01:37.67] I picked up your little bitch and she got to sucking my Polish\n[01:40.99] I'm known for C, C-section me, ask my mom Melanie\n[01:44.48] She had me, I'm happy, shout out my daddy\n[01:47.82] Fatty, say I'm out here till the feds catch me\n[01:51.22] I'm getting fetti, I'm getting fetti, look at my Bezzy\n[01:54.38] My big bro, he got his license, don't get [?]\n[01:58.28] Give him a halo, take his life quick, ain't on that fight shit\n[02:01.30] It's that blow [?], bodies [?], leave em cold\n[02:04.50] Tag on toes, funeral, get him a rose\n[02:07.96] I love money not these bitches or these hoes\n[02:11.43] I'm a gangster, for sure, my dad a force, ho\n[02:14.46] I'm a B O N, I'm a B O N, nigga\n[02:18.32] I'm a B O N, I'm a B O N, nigga\n[02:21.75] Faster, universal shit, bullets reverse and shit\n[02:24.95] Face shots in the daytime, get em Hersheys quick\n[02:28.28] I was with your bitch yesterday and your kid was there\n[02:31.27] I heard him talking about me\n[02:35.66] And he said all I want to do is be like Louie when I grow up\n[02:38.47] All I want to do is be like Louie when I 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throat\n\nBenz on top, Benz on top\nBenz, I got benz bitch\nTell my bitch do when bitch 'cause\nThey know we got benz\nMy bitch ass like palm shit\nYou benz get you when your man's hit\nYou bent hoe my pants up\nI well afford deep dangerous\nI got third puss and the tech clip play, catch it\nKush like cat piss, mac 10 nigga pump black clip\nTake note to rap shit, ballin' high no practice\nCrew city in the black whip\nWith a bad bitch that cat lit\n\nSo much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\nFuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\nSo much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\nFuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n\nBenz on top, Benz on top\nBenz, I got benz bitch\nOn top my benz, benz, benz, benz bitch\nBenz on top, Benz on top\nBenz, I got benz bitch\nOn top my benz, benz, benz, benz bitch\n\nSo much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\nFuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\nSo much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\nFuck for C notes and the bad 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the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\n Fuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n\n Benz on top, Benz on top\n Benz, I got benz bitch\n Tell my bitch do when bitch 'cause\n They know we got benz\n My bitch ass like palm shit\n You benz get you when your man's hit\n You bent hoe my pants up\n I well afford deep dangerous\n I got third puss and the tech clip play, catch it\n Kush like cat piss, mac 10 nigga pump black clip\n Take note to rap shit, ballin' high no practice\n Crew city in the black whip\n With a bad bitch that cat lit\n\n So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\n Fuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\n Fuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n\n Benz on top, Benz on top\n Benz, I got benz bitch\n On top my benz, benz, benz, benz bitch\n Benz on top, Benz on top\n Benz, I got benz bitch\n On top my benz, benz, benz, benz bitch\n\n So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\n Fuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke\n Fuck for C notes and the bad bitch giving me deep throat\n"},{"id":15156153,"name":"Rozay Flow","trackName":"Rozay Flow","artistName":"King Louie","albumName":"Drilluminati","duration":104.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My old bitch was bad, my new bitch she badder\nMy mercedes fast, but it could be faster\nJust got me a rocket, I don't work for NASA\nMy life is a movie, catch me on the plasma\nAround with 2 pumps, and one for my asthma\nThey know I'm the king, these bitches calling me master\nJust let it ring, when she call up don't answer\nYou should get your bez up, I ball like I got cancer\n\nI got a bitch she a dancer, with a push panorama\nI call my good rides Oprah 'cause their bitch full of fantoms\n300 hundred for dinner man, got that 50k in them\nCall machine guns toys, 'cause we be playing with 'em\nSee my lil nigga's mobbin' he and me said get 'em\nEast side land lord DC ride with 'em\nHit licks then split 'em throw benz and get him\nStupid racks they be on me and these niggers be phony\nAnd these bitches be fucking and I don't give 'em nothing\nBust some dick and some gum and she might not come\nHella loud in my swisher I get more cheese than pitchers\nGot a bitch in Miami and her donk is on 6's\nDon't worry about for niggers shout out my nigga Vicious\nMy lil nigga's essentious blowing shots like they kisses\n\nHey man somebody just called a body\nBig hit benjamines and my bitch a hottie","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Rozay Flow\n artist: King Louie\n album: Drilluminati\n duration_ms: 104000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My old bitch was bad, my new bitch she badder\n My mercedes fast, but it could be faster\n Just got me a rocket, I don't work for NASA\n My life is a movie, catch me on the plasma\n Around with 2 pumps, and one for my asthma\n They know I'm the king, these bitches calling me master\n Just let it ring, when she call up don't answer\n You should get your bez up, I ball like I got cancer\n\n I got a bitch she a dancer, with a push panorama\n I call my good rides Oprah 'cause their bitch full of fantoms\n 300 hundred for dinner man, got that 50k in them\n Call machine guns toys, 'cause we be playing with 'em\n See my lil nigga's mobbin' he and me said get 'em\n East side land lord DC ride with 'em\n Hit licks then split 'em throw benz and get him\n Stupid racks they be on me and these niggers be phony\n And these bitches be fucking and I don't give 'em nothing\n Bust some dick and some gum and she might not come\n Hella loud in my swisher I get more cheese than pitchers\n Got a bitch in Miami and her donk is on 6's\n Don't worry about for niggers shout out my nigga Vicious\n My lil nigga's essentious blowing shots like they kisses\n\n Hey man somebody just called a body\n Big hit benjamines and my bitch a hottie\n"},{"id":24261583,"name":"Band Nation","trackName":"Band Nation","artistName":"King Louie","albumName":"Drilluminati","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Shout out Nez and Rio\nThis beat is so stupido back to the DO\nJust bought myself a zero\nFuck her and you too louie on that Cee Lo\nGot a cold heart and a wild style\nYou never have key low\nTV intervino burning up the streets\nLCD pimo stunting you can\nGet your ass flooded fimmer, 30 and a nina\nFlip the bird finger willin out the beamer\nDo the dash king Nascar supreme\nFlyer than a team and\nMy shooter's still teen\nMe and the world been fucking\nAnd money's what it brings\nSquad getting that cream trap\nJumping no spring\nStupid bitch thinking groove but I\nOff to the fling\nBadabum badabing ballin' like a I got a ring\nThey scream manner, banner I got a thing\nYeah my L is a M catch me on the big screen\nHitting gang bang ATL we on that rogue shit\nBallin' reckless smoke as everyday I\nHope they know this flowers for the dead now\nSend my competition roses\nNo riding fucking with me\nNow everybody know this\nYea I got some new fans\nShout out and put it on me\nBlast so many on me sayin'\nIt's the wrong way\nAnd as all that I'm gonna say\nLP got me phone gay in a good way\nYou can get fucked you play pussy\nSmall face, big face, old money, new cash\nNo meal we just do gas\nNo pat downs let the crew pass\nMe and 3 chicks that's a cruss mask\nEveryday I blow K you can call\nMy life the Lou bass cosby contest to crass\nMarried to the money so relationships do last\nNow in the car it's on me in\nMy pocket is the new stash\nYou can think I don't but\nI do blast when innapropiate\nIt ain't enough dough to get so we\nBlow it and get more of it\nSold out, order it, the mobile is convertible\nThe cock can get ignorant\nLouie flow killing them\nNo I'm not innocent working on these books\nFor these records on that gimmick shit\nI'm arrogant\nHitting gang bang ATL we 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ballin' like a I got a ring\n They scream manner, banner I got a thing\n Yeah my L is a M catch me on the big screen\n Hitting gang bang ATL we on that rogue shit\n Ballin' reckless smoke as everyday I\n Hope they know this flowers for the dead now\n Send my competition roses\n No riding fucking with me\n Now everybody know this\n Yea I got some new fans\n Shout out and put it on me\n Blast so many on me sayin'\n It's the wrong way\n And as all that I'm gonna say\n LP got me phone gay in a good way\n You can get fucked you play pussy\n Small face, big face, old money, new cash\n No meal we just do gas\n No pat downs let the crew pass\n Me and 3 chicks that's a cruss mask\n Everyday I blow K you can call\n My life the Lou bass cosby contest to crass\n Married to the money so relationships do last\n Now in the car it's on me in\n My pocket is the new stash\n You can think I don't but\n I do blast when innapropiate\n It ain't enough dough to get so we\n Blow it and get more of it\n Sold out, order it, the mobile is convertible\n The cock can get ignorant\n Louie flow killing them\n No I'm not innocent working on these books\n For these records on that gimmick shit\n I'm arrogant\n Hitting gang bang ATL we on that rogue shit\n Ballin' reckless smoke as everyday I\n Hope they know this flowers for the dead now\n Send my competition roses\n No riding fucking with me\n Now everybody know this\n"},{"id":23657151,"name":"2 Pair","trackName":"2 Pair","artistName":"King Louie","albumName":"Drilluminati","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"They say the party cracking\nI'm like who them\nWhich Louie should I wear I got a few pair\nThat strong in my lungs call it new air\nMubu in this bitch yea the crew here\nBitches, I need 2 pair\nPorsches, I need 2 pair\nOf course, I need 2 pair\nChains, I need 2 pair bottles, I need 2 pair\nModels, I need 2 pair blunts, I need 2 pair\nExtendo, call it 2 pair\nRiding round gettin' it gettin it\nMoney like 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Have my shawty's bang\n Smoking arrie mary jane just to entertain\n Her life is a movie I should be on big screen\n Sex, money and drugs this movie rated R\n Once I fuck up the club pop in the latest car\n Mixing designer clothes as well as champaigne\n Do it big today tomorrow same thing\n Money, dance, hella bangs I got racks on me\n Freshened up Louie dope like I\n Got crack on me\n Shoe string for machine I got that mac on me\n High heels be cool for we wack homie\n Turn a human into a ghost if he do the most\n Chow we rose over dinner raise\n Your glass and toast\n Hard work paying off thumbing\n Through the gross\n And we just getting started plenty more to go\n More benz, more benz get the team rich\n Smoking blunt after blunt got me sky high\n Smoking dope all day I'm a die high\n I'll forever live young, I'm a die fly\n Sex, money and drugs this movie rated R\n Once I fuck up the club pop in the latest car\n Mixing designer clothes as well as champaigne\n Do it big today 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Yeah I'm high, smoking heavy till I die\nWith a bad bitch beside, she addicted to my life\nShe ain't my wife, she just one night\nI just fuck her, let you love her\nSmash and pass her to my brother\nThere will never be another\nF-F-F-Fucking up these streets, getting fucked up me and two freaks\nTold them birds to give me beak and the drugs; they do not cheep\nBitches playing with their nose, got them taking off their clothes\nGot a thick lil' bitch from Houston, all she do is pour up fo's\nBump that lil' bitch on the low, she was rocking off her deuce\nShe said she want some Fiji water, or maybe some orange juice\nI supply my girls with drugs, Pile em in this H2\nI thought I was fucking one, but baby she brought two, three?\nBad, bad little bitch\nMet shawty in the A\nShe be dancin' all night\nFuckin' niggas all day\nBad, bad little bitch\nOn the West Side of L.A\nFuckin' niggas all night\nPoppin' pills everyday\nNow I don't know bout you cuz\nMy hoes they drugs\nPop a bean, pourin' lean\nMy hoes they do drugs\nNow I don't know bout you cuz\nMy hoes they drugs\nPoppin' Molly, rolling weed up\nMy hoes they drugs\nShe trippy off that money, she dancin' like she be fuckin'\nShe looking like she be want it, she see the way a nigga be stuntin'\nShe movin' fast for them 20s, she choosin' up for them 50s\nAll my niggas throwing bills, I'm tryna see more than titties\nI don't know her name but I want her brain\nBitch so bad should've seen her whole frame\nI just spun out in a new Range, in her mouth, I just came\nGot them bitches pussies poppin' pills, we gone pop some more\nThese hoes on that molly and I'mma fuck them both\nPop that pussy open, pop that pussy open\nPour champagne on that ho, I'mma leave that bitch soaking\nI'm on weed and alcohol, she on lean and Adderall\nGot they pussies overflowing wet, Niagara falls\nBad, bad little bitch\nMet shawty in the A\nShe be dancin' all night\nFuckin' niggas all day\nBad, bad little bitch\nOn the West Side of L.A\nFuckin' niggas all night\nPoppin' pills everyday\nNow I don't know bout you cuz\nMy hoes they drugs\nPop a bean, pourin' lean\nMy hoes they do drugs\nNow I don't know bout you cuz\nMy hoes they drugs\nPoppin' Molly, rolling weed up\nMy hoes they drugs\nWho am I, Pusha T I'm from the Vi\nR-G add another I, N-I-A, and they hate\nWhen they see me ridin' by\nSkinny tires, angel wings on that hood\nLike they should, havin' on Leatherwood\nWith King Louie from the Chi, is it true?\nGot them bitches on that juice\nPoppin' mollies and they loose\nI put that on my Jesus (WOO!)\nBlack gold and it's flooded\nG.O.O.D. Music King Tutted\nMy jeweler told yo jeweler that them niggas don't cut it!\nThem niggas be hating, them hoes they be waiting\nWe turnt up like bright light, shit, every night is like Vegas\nEyes low, leaning back, sippin' on that Desiac\nIntroduce you to the lifestyle, it's long paper where we be at\n(My hoes they do drugs) my black girl like to smoke weed\n(My hoes they do drugs) my white girl like to go ski\n(My hoes they do drugs) my Spanish girl wanna to roll E\n(My hoes they do drugs) we mixed it up till we OD\nBad, bad little bitch\nMet shawty in the A\nShe be dancin' all night\nFuckin' niggas all day\nBad, bad little bitch\nOn the West Side of L.A\nFuckin' niggas all night\nPoppin' pills everyday\nNow I don't know bout you cuz\nMy hoes they drugs\nPop a bean, pourin' lean\nMy hoes they do drugs\nNow I don't know bout you cuz\nMy hoes they drugs\nPoppin' Molly, rolling weed up\nMy hoes they drugs","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.67] My hoes they do drugs\n[00:18.28] My hoes they do drugs\n[00:20.93] Can't trust shawty\n[00:22.73] Can't trust shawty\n[00:25.48] Cause my hoes they do drugs\n[00:26.36] Who am I? I'm King Louie from the Chi\n[00:29.02] Molly, ecstasy and Mary, yeah my bitches they stay high\n[00:32.67] I don't know if they write stories, but my bitches stay bi\n[00:35.42] Give me head till I'm sleeping, compliment me when I'm fly\n[00:39.06] (Is you high?) Yeah I'm high, smoking heavy till I die\n[00:42.60] With a bad bitch beside, she addicted to my life\n[00:46.27] She ain't my wife, she just one night\n[00:48.03] I just fuck her, let you love her\n[00:49.86] Smash and pass her to my brother\n[00:51.66] There will never be another\n[00:53.41] F-F-F-Fucking up these streets, getting fucked up me and two freaks\n[00:56.19] Told them birds to give me beak and the drugs; they do not cheep\n[00:59.73] Bitches playing with their nose, got them taking off their clothes\n[01:03.32] Got a thick lil' bitch from Houston, all she do is pour up fo's\n[01:06.98] Bump that lil' bitch on the low, she was rocking off her deuce\n[01:10.53] She said she want some Fiji water, or maybe some orange juice\n[01:14.13] I supply my girls with drugs, Pile em in this H2\n[01:16.84] I thought I was fucking one, but baby she brought two, three?\n[01:21.43] Bad, bad little bitch\n[01:23.29] Met shawty in the A\n[01:25.09] She be dancin' all night\n[01:25.99] Fuckin' niggas all day\n[01:28.66] Bad, bad little bitch\n[01:29.56] On the West Side of L.A\n[01:32.23] Fuckin' niggas all night\n[01:34.04] Poppin' pills everyday\n[01:34.94] Now I don't know bout you cuz\n[01:37.62] My hoes they drugs\n[01:38.57] Pop a bean, pourin' lean\n[01:40.38] My hoes they do drugs\n[01:42.10] Now I don't know bout you cuz\n[01:43.94] My hoes they drugs\n[01:45.70] Poppin' Molly, rolling weed up\n[01:47.57] My hoes they drugs\n[01:48.46] She trippy off that money, she dancin' like she be fuckin'\n[01:52.07] She looking like she be want it, she see the way a nigga be stuntin'\n[01:55.67] She movin' fast for them 20s, she choosin' up for them 50s\n[01:59.23] All my niggas throwing bills, I'm tryna see more than titties\n[02:02.80] I don't know her name but I want her brain\n[02:04.63] Bitch so bad should've seen her whole frame\n[02:06.40] I just spun out in a new Range, in her mouth, I just came\n[02:09.13] Got them bitches pussies poppin' pills, we gone pop some more\n[02:13.73] These hoes on that molly and I'mma fuck them both\n[02:17.34] Pop that pussy open, pop that pussy open\n[02:20.94] Pour champagne on that ho, I'mma leave that bitch soaking\n[02:23.61] I'm on weed and alcohol, she on lean and Adderall\n[02:27.26] Got they pussies overflowing wet, Niagara falls\n[02:30.88] Bad, bad little bitch\n[02:31.77] Met shawty in the A\n[02:33.59] She be dancin' all night\n[02:35.37] Fuckin' niggas all day\n[02:37.16] Bad, bad little bitch\n[02:38.08] On the West Side of L.A\n[02:39.84] Fuckin' niggas all night\n[02:41.62] Poppin' pills everyday\n[02:43.42] Now I don't know bout you cuz\n[02:46.18] My hoes they drugs\n[02:47.07] Pop a bean, pourin' lean\n[02:48.84] My hoes they do drugs\n[02:50.66] Now I don't know bout you cuz\n[02:52.45] My hoes they drugs\n[02:54.24] Poppin' Molly, rolling weed up\n[02:56.00] My hoes they drugs\n[02:57.86] Who am I, Pusha T I'm from the Vi\n[02:59.61] R-G add another I, N-I-A, and they hate\n[03:03.37] When they see me ridin' by\n[03:05.13] Skinny tires, angel wings on that hood\n[03:07.88] Like they should, havin' on Leatherwood\n[03:10.51] With King Louie from the Chi, is it true?\n[03:12.34] Got them bitches on that juice\n[03:14.12] Poppin' mollies and they loose\n[03:15.91] I put that on my Jesus (WOO!)\n[03:18.66] Black gold and it's flooded\n[03:20.46] G.O.O.D. 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I'm King Louie from the Chi\n Molly, ecstasy and Mary, yeah my bitches they stay high\n I don't know if they write stories, but my bitches stay bi\n Give me head till I'm sleeping, compliment me when I'm fly\n (Is you high?) Yeah I'm high, smoking heavy till I die\n With a bad bitch beside, she addicted to my life\n She ain't my wife, she just one night\n I just fuck her, let you love her\n Smash and pass her to my brother\n There will never be another\n F-F-F-Fucking up these streets, getting fucked up me and two freaks\n Told them birds to give me beak and the drugs; they do not cheep\n Bitches playing with their nose, got them taking off their clothes\n Got a thick lil' bitch from Houston, all she do is pour up fo's\n Bump that lil' bitch on the low, she was rocking off her deuce\n She said she want some Fiji water, or maybe some orange juice\n I supply my girls with drugs, Pile em in this H2\n I thought I was fucking one, but baby she brought two, three?\n Bad, bad little bitch\n Met shawty in the A\n She be dancin' all night\n Fuckin' niggas all day\n Bad, bad little bitch\n On the West Side of L.A\n Fuckin' niggas all night\n Poppin' pills everyday\n Now I don't know bout you cuz\n My hoes they drugs\n Pop a bean, pourin' lean\n My hoes they do drugs\n Now I don't know bout you cuz\n My hoes they drugs\n Poppin' Molly, rolling weed up\n My hoes they drugs\n She trippy off that money, she dancin' like she be fuckin'\n She looking like she be want it, she see the way a nigga be stuntin'\n She movin' fast for them 20s, she choosin' up for them 50s\n All my niggas throwing bills, I'm tryna see more than titties\n I don't know her name but I want her brain\n Bitch so bad should've seen her whole frame\n I just spun out in a new Range, in her mouth, I just came\n Got them bitches pussies poppin' pills, we gone pop some more\n These hoes on that molly and I'mma fuck them both\n Pop that pussy open, pop that pussy open\n Pour champagne on that ho, I'mma leave that bitch soaking\n I'm on weed and alcohol, she on lean and Adderall\n Got they pussies overflowing wet, Niagara falls\n Bad, bad little bitch\n Met shawty in the A\n She be dancin' all night\n Fuckin' niggas all day\n Bad, bad little bitch\n On the West Side of L.A\n Fuckin' niggas all night\n Poppin' pills everyday\n Now I don't know bout you cuz\n My hoes they drugs\n Pop a bean, pourin' lean\n My hoes they do drugs\n Now I don't know bout you cuz\n My hoes they drugs\n Poppin' Molly, rolling weed up\n My hoes they drugs\n Who am I, Pusha T I'm from the Vi\n R-G add another I, N-I-A, and they hate\n When they see me ridin' by\n Skinny tires, angel wings on that hood\n Like they should, havin' on Leatherwood\n With King Louie from the Chi, is it true?\n Got them bitches on that juice\n Poppin' mollies and they loose\n I put that on my Jesus (WOO!)\n Black gold and it's flooded\n G.O.O.D. 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My name is Louie, but they call me Tony\nSo many mini-mes, when did I start cloning?\nSo many hate me and they don't even know me\nShe really basic, but she act like Naomi\nDroppin' bottom a real nigga\nI ain't into women that ain't into women\nI can't deal with them, nah, no\nI met your ho at the party next door\nShe look just look like the dime from before\nIf that bitch love me then I love her more\nGranny always told me that I was a star\nShe just told me that I wouldn't get far\nNow they pay me just to come to they school, hann\nPay back's a bitch and my bitches like bitches\nAnd I record 'em me killin' the witnesses\nSo stick with the shits, they wasn't trippin'\nTony big pippin' [?]\n[?] with the balls And stay flat, cause we cough\nGet paid like a stick up when my head's quicker\nI handle the coke and get lit on that swisher\n[?] love my country and love some money too\n\nMoved my mama out the apartments\nPoppa mad that I don't call him\nFind a credit changed and I charged it\nSwear to god I'm already ballin'\nAll my exs from one ocho, wanna fuck me\nTold my mama that they miss and love me\nAll my haters clique'd up\nAll my haters clique'd up\nAll my haters clique'd up, up\nNig - nigga, all my haters clique'd up, up\nAll my haters clique'd up\n\nMama, finally, mama, finally\nFinally, finally, finally, finally\nWhoa, ooh, finally, finally\nOoh, finally, finally, finally, finally","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.96] Moved my mama out the apartments\n[00:13.59] Poppa mad that I don't call him\n[00:18.07] Find a credit card and I charged it\n[00:22.59] Swear to god I'm already ballin'\n[00:26.14] All my exs from one ocho, wanna fuck me\n[00:31.50] Told my mama that they miss and love me\n[00:35.21] All my haters clique'd up\n[00:39.79] All my haters clique'd up\n[00:43.31] All my haters clique'd up, up\n[00:48.72] Nig - nigga, all my haters clique'd up, up\n[00:52.30] All my haters clique'd up\n[00:55.03] Bitch, I get more pussy, pussy than a pad\n[00:56.95] I'm into female finger rollin' abs\n[00:59.60] I'm into [?] smellin' cash\n[01:01.42] I do not have a hard day to call a cab\n[01:04.12] I need an Uber, I'm in the future\n[01:06.86] I need a low drop, with a bad bitch in it\n[01:09.12] I need a Spanish bitch that need a stallion\n[01:10.07] I be speakin' spanish, buenos tienes\n[01:12.70] Then I came from London, the way I manage\n[01:14.60] I dropped the top, now the roof missin'\n[01:16.35] And the whip stopped, we was still spinnin'\n[01:19.18] It will take a lot for you to leave with it\n[01:21.89] She policing ya, I got her teaching ya\n[01:23.65] I gave her tongue to ya, gave what ya want from her\n[01:28.14] And nigga I don't rely on your word, I don't reply on your word\n[01:29.94] Man I'm the kid from the cold, you niggas story is over\n[01:34.44] Fuck it nigga, that boy is old, I need all my niggas home\n[01:39.04] Who knew that, without a diploma I'm cash\n[01:44.18] And all of my haters: I'm still countin' cash\n[01:46.84] Moved my mama out the apartments\n[01:51.41] Poppa mad that I don't call him\n[01:55.97] Find a credit card and I charged it\n[02:00.42] Swear to god I'm already ballin'\n[02:04.02] All my exs from one ocho, wanna fuck me\n[02:11.34] Told my mama that they miss and love me\n[02:12.26] All my haters clique'd up\n[02:17.07] All my haters clique'd up\n[02:21.59] All my haters clique'd up, up\n[02:25.18] Nig - nigga, all my haters clique'd up, up\n[02:29.62] All my haters clique'd up, bitch!\n[02:33.22] Bitch! 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(what!)\nShe call me green light cause for me she go (skrr)\nShe say she need more drugs I say Fasho (do it)\nGet body wanna cum I let her cum (trill!)\nWhen I am by myself I got my gun (why not)\nCause...\nI don't trust these bitches\nThey might catch me slippin\nYou're the only one\nCause I don't trust these bitches\nI don't, I don't trust these bitches\nThey might catch me slippin\nYou're the only one\nI don't trust these bitches (at all)\nThey might catch me slippin\nYou're the only one\nCause I don't trust these bitches (what!)\nI don't, I don't trust these bitches (at all)\nThey might catch me slippin\nI don't trust these bitches\nI don't, I don't trust these bitches","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Tony Ghost II (Bonus)\n artist: King Louie\n album: Drilluminati 3 (God Of Drill)\n duration_ms: 145000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n Cause I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n Cause I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n I told Nina I only trust you (say what) {Ohhh}\n Cause for me, I know you gonna shoot (that why) {Oh yeh, aw yea}\n Don't trust no bitch\n Don't trust no nigga that's dead (that shit dead)\n Doin all that trust, you end up dead (brrrah)\n Free all my homies in the county, or the Feds (free)\n Don't got shit for no snitch but a bullet (pussy)\n Don't got shit for no bitch, but cum and hard dick (M.O.B.)\n Don't trust no bitch\n Don't even trust myself (I don't!)\n But I trust that bitch Mary Jane\n Because she helps (stoned!)\n Can't let her know how I live\n Go to hotel\n Too trill, that me kill if she might tell (talkative)\n If she fucked me and the guys that ain't your girl (nah!)\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n Cause I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n Cause I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n I don't trust your bitch, you shouldn't either (silly)\n You think that's your bitch, but she a eater (ho!)\n If you knew what she do to me, you'd beat her (aha!)\n She call me Louie, I call her cheater (that bitch)\n She say she had good head, I didn't believe her\n She gave me head slow, now I know (no teeth)\n I believe in Santa before a hoe\n She asked if I trust her, I told her no! (what!)\n She call me green light cause for me she go (skrr)\n She say she need more drugs I say Fasho (do it)\n Get body wanna cum I let her cum (trill!)\n When I am by myself I got my gun (why not)\n Cause...\n I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n Cause I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n I don't trust these bitches (at all)\n They might catch me slippin\n You're the only one\n Cause I don't trust these bitches (what!)\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches (at all)\n They might catch me slippin\n I don't trust these bitches\n I don't, I don't trust these bitches\n"}]