CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Louis Vuitton / Lost Hope
Part 1: Louis Vuitton
Quincy Tellem
Bad vibes in the city, I posted this gritty
I'm servin' these nittys today, yeah
Some sh*t that I didn't want to face and I had to face it (I had to face it)
I had to find out the hard way that they got two faces (They got two faces)
And I looked down (Louis Vuitton) all on my laces
When I look down (Louis Vuitton) all on my...
I'm with a treaty, flooded in Fiji (Yeah)
Tell you I'm going, he didn't believe me
She couldn't please me, she had to leave me
Bring out the Louis V, bring out the GG (Yeah)
I need a tight one, she pull up, she call it the night run (Skrrt)
When she suck on the tip, I might c*m (Gone)
It's gelato, I roll up a light one (Let's go, let's go)
I'm sick of two faces, I'm sittin in silence, I'm counting my blessings
Hit up the spot and I grease it, I'm running from feds, had to tie up my laces, no patience
I love when they showing me hatred, I'm goin' harder than ever, no waiting
I go all in, I turn it to Vegas, thankful for all that my parents done gave us
This money can't come to the grave with me so I'ma stack it, leave it for my kids
And I know some bruddas that f**k with some bruddas, I'm droppin' them change and then we'll get rid
I know some lifers and I know some cappers, they probably went dappers the way they behave
Somebody come give my lawyer a raise, ah
Somebody come tell these guys, we don't race, nah
Quincy Tellem
Bad vibes in the city, I posted this gritty
I'm servin' these nittys today, yeah
Some sh*t that I didn't want to face and I had to face it (I had to face it)
I had to find out the hard way that they got two faces (They got two faces)
And I looked down (Louis Vuitton) all on my laces
When I look down (Louis Vuitton) all on my...
I'm with a treaty, flooded in Fiji (Yeah)
Tell you I'm going, he didn't believe me
She couldn't please me, she had to leave me
Bring out the Louis V, bring out the GG (Yeah)
I need a tight one, she pull up, she call it the night run (Skrrt)
When she suck on the tip, I might c*m (Gone)
It's gelato, I roll up a light one (Let's go, let's go)
I'm sick of two faces, I'm sittin in silence, I'm counting my blessings
Hit up the spot and I grease it, I'm running from feds, had to tie up my laces, no patience
I love when they showing me hatred, I'm goin' harder than ever, no waiting
I go all in, I turn it to Vegas, thankful for all that my parents done gave us
This money can't come to the grave with me so I'ma stack it, leave it for my kids
And I know some bruddas that f**k with some bruddas, I'm droppin' them change and then we'll get rid
I know some lifers and I know some cappers, they probably went dappers the way they behave
Somebody come give my lawyer a raise, ah
Somebody come tell these guys, we don't race, nah
