Got a young chick from the hood, south sidePops never let her outsideNigga knew the type of shitShe was up againstLittle did he know the shitWas going to back fire'cause she act quiet, got baptizedSang in the choirBut the thing she desired was aOlder nigga show her how to be a freakThe young girl is in heat, it's deepShe sneaking out, off the leashOn the streets at nightWhen the freaks is outButterfly tat on her backThat she tried to hideUntil her father found her secret outNow he flipping out, he kicked her outShe living on her own and it's vicious outYears go by now I got her in my roomAnd I'm thinking of the best wayTo kick her out'cause all she ever talks aboutIs louie, louieAll she ever talks about is louis vuittonAnd nigga, I can't fuck with her no moreI mean louie, louieAll she ever talk about is louie, louieAll she ever talk about is louie vuittonAnd nigga, I can't fuck with her no moreI told the bitch somebody stole my rollieShe talking 'bout "me tooI came through with a brand new louis bagShe talking 'bout "me tooLa on my next flightYou guess right, she said me tooNow everybody gonna ms. me tooGoddamn, be youAnd if that is you, you so shallowYou on a boat that won't travelWon't float and won't paddleIf I go broke it won't matterThis stupid ass shit don't make meI been poor, won't break meYou so caught up on material shitWe both know that you can't even getI mean my window downLet me roll my windows upMy plink went downI just got my little cupMy freaks go downNigga I can't fuck with her no moreAyo, ayoDude got a rich bitch, thoughShe off the chain, ready to goBaddest thing, head to toeFine line between a rock star and just a hoBut she walked thatGoddamn, girl, she walked thatBig money talk real loudI mean I can barely talk backBut I, but I got good game, good gameNothing like them lames you used toI know the rules gon' use youI just want the same shit that you doCan you keep a secret?Sometimes, man, your beeper leak itNigga told me she evilI danced with the devil thenPlease believe itPlease believe itShe take my hip-hop, ayoShe don't want to fuck with meI big snob? ayoShe might not fuck with meI a big splotch? ayoShe don't want to fuck with me no more
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Got a young chick from the hood, south side
Pops never let her outside
Nigga knew the type of shit
She was up against
Little did he know the shit
Was going to back fire
'cause she act quiet, got baptized
Sang in the choir
But the thing she desired was a
Older nigga show her how to be a freak
The young girl is in heat, it's deep
She sneaking out, off the leash
On the streets at night
When the freaks is out
Butterfly tat on her back
That she tried to hide
Until her father found her secret out
Now he flipping out, he kicked her out
She living on her own and it's vicious out
Years go by now I got her in my room
And I'm thinking of the best way
To kick her out
'cause all she ever talks about
Is louie, louie
All she ever talks about is louis vuitton
And nigga, I can't fuck with her no more
I mean louie, louie
All she ever talk about is louie, louie
All she ever talk about is louie vuitton
And nigga, I can't fuck with her no more
I told the bitch somebody stole my rollie
She talking 'bout "me too
I came through with a brand new louis bag
She talking 'bout "me too
La on my next flight
You guess right, she said me too
Now everybody gonna ms. me too
Goddamn, be you
And if that is you, you so shallow
You on a boat that won't travel
Won't float and won't paddle
If I go broke it won't matter
This stupid ass shit don't make me
I been poor, won't break me
You so caught up on material shit
We both know that you can't even get
I mean my window down
Let me roll my windows up
My plink went down
I just got my little cup
My freaks go down
Nigga I can't fuck with her no more
Ayo, ayo
Dude got a rich bitch, though
She off the chain, ready to go
Baddest thing, head to toe
Fine line between a rock star and just a ho
But she walked that
Goddamn, girl, she walked that
Big money talk real loud
I mean I can barely talk back
But I, but I got good game, good game
Nothing like them lames you used to
I know the rules gon' use you
I just want the same shit that you do
Can you keep a secret?
Sometimes, man, your beeper leak it
Nigga told me she evil
I danced with the devil then
Please believe it
Please believe it
She take my hip-hop, ayo
She don't want to fuck with me
I big snob? ayo
She might not fuck with me
I a big splotch? ayo
She don't want to fuck with me no more
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