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louie ray - stop the show lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
pulled that b+tch out, let me stop the show
pulled that b+tch out, let me stop the show
pulled that b+tch out, let me stop the show
yeah, okay (okay)
yeah, okay
southside sh+t

[verse 1]
i can’t stop, i just got some minor p+ssy off a paint job
i just spent a half a hour in a dank shop
she chewin’ me to get her where’s, like a day spa
okay
i ain’t tryna see what i done did until the cake stop
since i been gettin’ dough, i can’t count a day i ain’t shop
“ay louie, you look like you gettin’ on” that’s why i can’t stop
they not gon’ tell you nothin’ ’bout them boys, it’s a great spot
yeah, just keep comin’ ’round the curb, this a straight spot
’cause evеn in a dope gang, you can fall off and stay hot
yeah, n+gga, nah, for real
‘causе even in a dope gang, you can fall off and stay+ okay
wrong time in the wrong place, he caught a straight shot
lock my in with two or three strings, that’s my bake crop
even if i had to cook a piece of dope, i made straight drop
told the b+tch “i know your p+ssy fire, but it ain’t wok”
you talkin’ ’bout some drank, but it ain’t wok
you got some bullsh+t handguns, they ain’t glocks
two or three bands on you spread, that ain’t guap
what the f+ck do i got in my head, ’cause they ain’t woks
a deuce is the two litre equivalent to a straight pop
will i still get out here and serve, n+gga yah’
you big legged, go get a bigger bony n+gga dropped
are you gon’ hit his top? like, big homie, n+ yah’
[chorus]
pulled that b+tch out, let me stop the show
pulled that b+tch out, let me stop the show (okay)
pulled that b+tch out, let me stop the show

[verse 2]
your dawg like a thot, how he stopped through the smoke
i couldn’t see clear, but i shot through the smoke
i ain’t recognize a knock, so i shot through the door
a n+gga went back for nothin’ two times on parole
prolly’ dressed nice too, but you ain’t got nothin’ on my clothes
you prolly’ do have s+x, but ain’t got nothin’ on my hoes
i be f+ckin’ in designer without nothin’ on my clothes
this my time, not gon’ do nothin’ without a po’
you know i want the best weed, but tryna buy it for the low
i ain’t really in the j’s, but prolly’ buy ’em for a hoe
bought on two or three bowls, but we be buyin’ ’em to smoke
whichever b+tch don’t f+ck ain’t gettin’ invited here no more
i try to stay up out of flint, they been inditin’ who i know
i know you wanna be with me, a big sight in where i go
the broke b+tches really ain’t excitin’ no more
okay, sparkle off whites, i only bought ’em for the show
i ain’t order these off the line, i bought ’em out the store
this the one for 6000, an embroidery coat
you is n0body, as far as your a b+tch, you every show
i’ma prolly’ be big
[outro]
southside sh+t
yeah, the farther that i go (for real)
(yeah, i’m prolly’ gettin’ more big the farther that i go)



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