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louis boi - red rum pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
ha! ha!
pt. 2
trunk r’ treat
trunk r’ treat part 2
louis!
boi!
triple six!

[chorus]
red rum in blood
tellin me to murder (murder!)
who want beef today
i feel like murder (feel like murder!)
just like this beat i kilt
there finna be a murder (be a murder!)
i’m dressed to k!ll
flawsin these jewels
it’s a murder (it’s a murder!)
red rum in blood
tellin me to murder (murder!)
who want beef today
i feel like murder (feel like murder!)
just like this beat i kilt
there finna be a murder (be a murder!)
i’m dressed to k!ll
flawsin these jewels
it’s a murder (it’s a murder!)
(ha! ha!)
[verse 1:]
lou kick it wit k!llers, it’s dangerous (it’s dangerous)
his girl rubbin on me, got me anxious (got me anxious)
she hypnotized, cause my jewels blingin (blingin)
the birds in the trap, keep on singin (keep on singin)
guns in the trunk, it’s a horror scene (it’s a horror scene)
her boyfriend never slung dope
this some sh+t she never seen (never seen)
when i’m done showing off
beat the pack up!
later let her suck this johnson
make her hiccup! (ha! ha!)
tuckin dope
underneath
the doormat (doormat)
it’s louis slugga
knock ya girl out
home run
baseball ball bat (baseball bat)
decapitate a sucka
carve his head
open
like a turkey (whew!)
then watch the
cannibals (louis!)
chew the rest up (louis!)
like it’s jerky (louis!)
(louis!)
(louis boi!)
[chorus]
red rum in blood
tellin me to murder (murder!)
who want beef today
i feel like murder (feel like murder!)
just like this beat i kilt
there finna be a murder (be a murder!)
i’m dressed to k!ll
flawsin these jewels
it’s a murder (it’s a murder!)

[verse 2:]
lou down to make a horror fl!ck
not make believe real life (real life)
no happy ending this time
k!ll ya family and wife (ha! ha!)
when i’m directing this
n0body survives (survives)
i got options, torture you
with chainsaws and knives (knives)
while you bleedin
whisper in ya ear
just walk in to the light (into the light)
take ya last breath buddy
there’s no
need to fight (no need to fight)
all these rappers picking beef (beef)
with everyone
but me
it’s because of i keep them sixes
with me
lined in rows of three
(louis boi)
[chorus]
red rum in blood
tellin me to murder (murder!)
who want beef today
i feel like murder (feel like murder!)
just like this beat i kilt
there finna be a murder (be a murder!)
i’m dressed to k!ll
flawsin these jewels
it’s a murder (it’s a murder!)

(murder!)
(feel like murder!)
(be a murder!)
(it’s a murder!)

- louis boi lyrics

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