Louis XIII

Never has it been so bright

Got a tail bitches, get outta my sight

Bitch, you blocking my light

I'm in Vegas front seat at the fight

I'm a alcoholic so you know I'm getting it right

Louis the XIII

Hennessy black when I'm thirsty

I like my liquor dark milk chocolate Hershey

But first we

Gotta bang loose for the niggas that's been waiting on it

Patiently debating, even hating on it, bitch

I started this gangsta shit

House shoes and the shotgun, check the pinks

The hangover is over, Tila created the lynx

So tell the whole world to suck my dick, real shit

The addiction that you can't deny

Twelve steps to recovery, or else you die

Yeah, this is for you and I

Fly, pelican, fly

Fuck trying to get by

Or we can put that bullshit to the side and kill 'em

L-B Cool S

Put a flicker out in Sweden out in a H&M dress

So what makes a motherfucker so damn fresh?

We on the coast, yeah, you know to the left

Louie the XIII

Back down original, pack-town originiator

I'm full of 40's like the g-thang refrigiator

Getting paper with my neighbor like that Clippers and the Lakers

Drinking Jac' next to Jack, courtside at the Staples

Affiliation is vital for survival, we rolling

They can't bare pullin up with a million trucks

And I'm feeling like a million bucks

A all-star nigga still in shucks

Louis the XIII

You can say what you say, just spell contest right

Still got a lot of Louie's leftover from last night

We alcoholic minded, DJ rewind it

Bitches in liquor, we only fuck with the finest

King-T your higness

I'm timeless, y'all niggas is spineless

Drinking everything on the wine list

So yeah, nigga, come and catch this fade

Or break bread and we can all get paid

Louis the XIII

I got 14 courts, all sorts of imports

Premium spirits, mixed with marked lyrics

Don't fuck with Xzibit, I will crush your frame

Say my name, I will hunt you like Saddam Hussein

I'm crown royal

Coming out the comptown soil

Niggas in the kingdom stay loyal

It's the old English, linguist, distinguished genius

Always got a cup in my hand

Louis the XIII

Lets have a conversation on my present situation

I don't need to be a star, I got my own constellation

Professional inebriation, we having a celebration

A live nation and heavy rotation

Patience

Hold more information than a free mason

It's a secret society, never try sobriety

SS Bugatti, live with the Illuminati

Crawling on your corner picking up the bodies

We crash the party

Low lows and Harley's mixed with Bacardi

Man, fuck everybody

And I'm feeling like a million bucks

To all my real niggers raise your cups

Louie the XIII