apac - louboutins lyrics
[hook]
i trap out my louboutins
i hang with them hooligans
pull up don’t know who’s in it
shootin’ sh-t like a movie clip
do a hit don’t know who did it
nah you know we don’t do the friends
pullin’ out in the uber benz
hit the trap with my lou..
i trap out my louboutins
i hang with them hooligans
pull up don’t know who’s in it
shootin’ sh-t like a movie clip
do a hit don’t know who did it
nah you know we don’t do the friends
pullin’ out in tha uber benz
hit the trap with my louboutins
[verse 1]
back to the bando we go
stirrin’ the pot on the stove
member the days i was broke
member hit licks on my own
can’t tell my time its all froz
when you got cash you got hoes
see yo hoe and she know that i know
can’t pr-nounce they still begged her to go
these b-tches they sucking an f-cking
blow this cash cause you know it ain’t nothing
we ball out and the women they love it
oh no no man these hoes i can’t cuff em
h-ll na b-tch other than that i don’t trust em
came from nothing turned it into something
got some n-gg-s they shoot in the public
talk that sh-t get right hit in yo stomach
pop a molly i’m up in my zone
pour some lean in that sh-t now i’m slow
all i want is the cash keep the glo
she ain’t f-cking that b-tch gotta go
now a days n-gg-s hate i know
drop 2 down on my feet they like whoa
yea my squad b-tch they know that we on
after xannies you know we be gone
gotta shoot case still pending
look at this ice on my pendant
n-gg-s they feeling offended
cause all these dudes is pretending
forgiato’s on the audi
all these n-gg-s wanna copy
ain’t n-body that can stop me
louboutins with the versace
[hook]x2
i trap out my louboutins
i hang with them hooligans
pull up don’t know who’s in it
shootin’ sh-t like a movie clip
do a hit don’t know who did it
nah you know we don’t do the friends
pullin’ out in tha uber benz
hit the trap with my louboutins
[verse 2]
gotta get it how u live, having them dreams since a kid
young n-gg-s tryna get rich
all these diamonds on my wrist, i can’t tell what time it is
young n-gg-s moving so sick, got me feeling kinda sick
prolly hottest in the 6, i be movin’ on the strip
got my youngin’s pushing nicks
so what with the medal, i f-cking forget that i met her
it’s better off we ain’t together
your girl been around cause you let her
she going all down thats whenever
my bros hold it down thats forever
you n-gg-s can’t get on a level, my n-gg- we ain’t gonna stop till we settle
i do what i wanna, gotta bad b-tch and she dig my persona
baddest b-tch an she came from barcelona
gotta rolex but it ain’t no daytona
these broke n-gg-s pushing toyota corollas
keep a 30, no i don’t need a holster
i be counting money like i’m supposta
phone ring, my trap line motorola
i be serving, juggin’ throughout the city
when i make it bringin’ my n-gg-s with me
get this money cause we gotta go get it
miss my brothers they be locked for a minute
n-gg-s hatin’ cause they know that we winning
stack the money stack it up to the ceiling
now a days n-gg-s shootin’ for no reason
body’s droppin’ yea i guess its that season
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