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allstar jr & louie ray - olympic team lyrics

[intro]
f+ck the fire, we got greese
welcome to get a bag records
it’s a wayne beat

[verse 1: louie ray]
i popped out at 12:00, turnt like boosie
they call me louie ray, but i dress like gucci
[?] her p+ssy, but it smell like [?]
b+tton on the back, this b+tch shooting like [?]

[verse 2: 3200 tre]
what it shoot like, louie?
she f+cked ray first, i ask him what [?] louie?
i hit three hoes yesterday, i just made two [?]
[?] shoot right through it

[verse 3: allstar jr]
i get it, pack it up, get it out of here in no time
b+tch, it’s showtime, you know my buffs white as a coke line
hit him with that drac, feeling like he drunk him four lines
my n+ggas scam and [?] phones, he got the profile

[verse 4: rmc mike]
jumped in the game [?] that’s with no [?]
[?] i had a play, and that b+tch broke down
a n+gga put some smoke up in the air, it’s finna go down
i shoot the glock below my waist, this b+tch low down
[verse 5: louie ray]
fat sack, but it’s on me, having s+x on [?]
dope wouldn’t lock, i had to put some [?]
he had so much to say about me, n+gga d+mn near knew me
[?] bullsh+t, that’s how my grandma view me

[verse 6: 3200 tre]
don’t get on my phone to yap, get your point across
that n+gga ice look kinda weird, i think his pointers off
her ass fat, but the way it feel throw me off
take some pictures with me, bae, gon’ show me off

[verse 7: allstar jr]
who ain’t getting money? these the louis v joggers
say you going under, i got pleasure p’s for you
what you mean, dawg? [?] from me
she had got some cheese off me, b+tches blew the feet off me

[verse 8: rmc mike]
hit a n+gga close range, got his top leaking
h+llcat go 200, i’ma top speed it
i can do this sh+t by myself, you is not needed
i know her p+ssy good as h+ll, ’cause she not [?]

[verse 9: louie ray]
[?] so dumb, [?] back shots [?]
[?] pass by [?]
she thick as f+ck, getting passed out [?]
hoes love me out in houston, they cash out louie
[verse 10: 3200 tre]
i can’t drop in anything, i need a black cup
i’m not gon’ pick you up, baby, i’m sending black trucks
she drag a waggen, i hear it beep when it back up
you see i pulled up with 30, and call for back up

[verse 11: allstar jr]
these n+ggas so finished, they couldn’t take the trash out at gucci
drunk an eight and did a drill, we d+mn near passed out shooters
eh the plan ain’t looking bad, [?] bag ain’t moving
i think the b+tch should lose a lung, if her ass ain’t moving

[verse 12: rmc mike]
even if he overseas, i get the bag right to him
make a bag out the o, but i just pass right through it
n+ggas ain’t even got no heat, they just a flashlight unit
the plug ain’t fronting me no bag, i sent the cash right to him

- allstar jr louie ray lyrics

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