louis nova - tom brady lyrics
(verse 1)
louis nova wit the lu vuitton
they all askin what luey’s on
females be wondering who he’s on
and my d-ck on movie long
wearin down this money like atrophy
but it just keep coming back to me
like a recall at a factory
i can see y’all gettin mad at me
had to slow it down so i could speed up the flow
put the money down so i can reup the dough
never let a motherf-cker with an undercover motive
buck up, keep one tucked so i can be up on my toes
don’t let me find you breathin in my neck of the woods
saw a fine b-tch at the store, i had to check out the goods
call my holmies, they be ready to be ridin in hoods
take em to the er with a broken shoulder, i should
silver guns shooting grey bullets in the gold casings and its all for green
never get blue b-lls wit my yellow, white, black, or brown girls lookin mean
red hair on a bad b-tch, wit a pink p-ssy, wearin navy jeans
i took her down to maroon 5, and i gave her purple, cuz she love lean
(chorus)x2
broke b-tch, what is that (ayy)
my gisele got the cash (cream)
5 rings, big bags (whoo)
tom brady, make a p-ss (louis)
g-o-a-t (goat)
we don’t play free (nope)
patriots, that’s the team (whoo)
you cannot deflate me (louis)
(verse 2)
droppin fire, i swear i’m burnin the compet-tion
always carry a lighter and burner on me, i guess that’s just my provisions
dippin in yo b-tch like its water, one might say that she’s f-ckin sizzlin
no kiddin around, this is business, tell you to cut it out like incisions
cuz you know i play the game well, i don’t even gotta use tokens
people breakin they necks to see me, rumor has it that i’m the motrin
i been goin so f-ckin hard, hope the game don’t get broken
they be prayin on my downfall, they should try sumn more potent
i got the smoke for they headtop
f-ck the chunes, you gon hear my pieces
i’ll make more than the bedrock
when your breath stop, you gon meet jesus
nice shade, i throw sunshine
clear as day, make it one line
nice fade, you can run mine
f-ck that, i need to unwind
sing it one time
(chorus)x2
broke b-tch, what is that (ayy)
my gisele got the cash (cream)
5 rings, big bags (whoo)
tom brady, make a p-ss (louis)
g-o-a-t (goat)
we don’t play free (nope)
patriots, that’s the team (whoo)
you cannot deflate me (louis)
(outro)
perfect
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