Tekst:
Its Louis

at the man in the mirror im so hot Shorty wanna cut, cool make sure the door lock Off with the Gucci, down go my Louis Out come my uuwee, do me, baby

never fall in love, swore I'd never fall in love) I'm a choosy lover I pick 'em out Talk a lot of sh*t, I hope its good as you putting out Yeah, you

cutie pie get beautified Make me want better jewels, a newer ride Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much pride Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good has its

If you want it come and get it Shawty i dont give a fuck See its friday night And i just got paid I done had a hard week Now its time to celebrate Tell

the drivers who won't pick me up The highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in With its words of a life

cutie pie get beautified Make me want better jewels, a newer ride Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much pride Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good has its

do? I'mma ride, you can die if you want to But all them real soul jahz come on move! Get your suits on, boots on its Juvenile T H U G that's thug we

, with my girl Cassie Every time I turn around I hear something about you All my girls telling me about the bad things you do Everybody all up in my Louis

too" In the booth I use the restroom Its best you, Go ahead and kiss the jesus piece Cuz I just blessed you, Uhh, And holy water odds against Ye Its