Louis Vuitton

Got a young chick from the hood, south side

Pops never let her outside

Nigger knew the type of shit she was up against

Little did he know she was going to back fire

But she act right, got baptized, stayed in the quire

But the thing she desired was a older nigger show her how to be a freak

A young girl is in heat, is deep

She sneaking out after loose, in the streets at night when the freaks are out

Butterfly tatt’ on her back that she tried to hide until her father found the secret out

Now he flipping out, he kicked her out

She living on her own in this vicious south

Years go by, now I got her in my room

And I’m thinking at the best way to kick her out

‘cause all she ever talks about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talks about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

I said Louie, Louie, all she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

I told the bitch somebody stole my Rolli’, she talking about me, too

I can’t do with the brand new Louis bag, she talking about me, too

LA on my next flight and guess right, she sent me to

And everybody gonna miss me, too, goddamn be you

And if that is you, you’re so shallow, you on a boat that won’t travel

Won’t float and won’t paddle if I don’t go broke it won’t matter

It’s stupid ass shit shit don’t make me, a big pole won’t break me

You’re so caught up on material shit, we both know that you can’t even get

I mean the Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

I said Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

She’s standing at the back, is clean

First store got a bag this day

Not knowing she was one of them check

With your bags name types

Anyway, I’m happy that it came off the bill

Got me enjoy saying as the bell

She look like she came on herself, shawty, you should be ashamed of yourself

I’m checking out her true face, thin little waist line

She checking out my suitcase, like the bitch have canon

Could’ve took her number, that be like ticket bad advice

When you look at her you’re looking at a price

As I walked away, she said “that’s a nice

Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

I mean Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

You know the once that are all for the laps on

Go for the champagne, don’t care what you do

But you better do a damn thing if you wanna win the campaign

‘Cause her company just ain’t cheap

What you probably ain’t been

You can’t keep a shallow bitch if your pockets ain’t deep

So I try to be slick and reserve no dinner

Take you to the club, had to meet me at the bar

Let her walk in, people from afar, gotta let her know, can’t keep her in the dark

‘cause she will wanna tamp up if you let her, and I thought I knew better

‘Cause she say ‘let me start with a double shot’

Hey, bartender, let me get a

Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more

I mean Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louie, Louie

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigger, I can’t fuck with her no more