Louboutin
Got to watch your back six times two that's twelve they jakes
How many times they smile in your face
Stab your back and hiss like snakes
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Got to watch your back six, times two that's twelve they jakes
How many times they smile in your face
Stab your back and hiss like snakes
Can't trust them busters broke, disgusting, those man busted musty
Trust me them man ghost man ghost man then we turn man duppy
She wanna slide in my DMs cause she think that I'm on
Seen my price went up, she want Louboutin
Said it's love not lust it's passion
Sent me her cash app want me to cash in
Girl she thick with a dump truck bucket
Drop it low and then she bruk it
But lady she crazy Jamaican swing that ching like bride of Chucky
Aim for the head duck it lucky
Can't take that shaving
Peng ting whip it out, when she misbehaving
Gotta watch for the opps, can't trust no pagans
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Christian Dior Dior Dior Louboutin but she want more
Mash up insides deep in core till she get sore but she want more
Chick from Nola her name G
Light skin creole she so bougie
Tried to hit me with that voodoo, first time I let her kiss me
Vexed I left her on read, don't know why she still trippy
She hit my line, she blow my phone, she act like she still miss me
Said it's been too long
Want to freak me to my song
And if she does it well, might buy her Louboutin
How many times they smile in your face
Stab your back and hiss like snakes
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Got to watch your back six, times two that's twelve they jakes
How many times they smile in your face
Stab your back and hiss like snakes
Can't trust them busters broke, disgusting, those man busted musty
Trust me them man ghost man ghost man then we turn man duppy
She wanna slide in my DMs cause she think that I'm on
Seen my price went up, she want Louboutin
Said it's love not lust it's passion
Sent me her cash app want me to cash in
Girl she thick with a dump truck bucket
Drop it low and then she bruk it
But lady she crazy Jamaican swing that ching like bride of Chucky
Aim for the head duck it lucky
Can't take that shaving
Peng ting whip it out, when she misbehaving
Gotta watch for the opps, can't trust no pagans
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Feel like pop smoke aim for the moon shoot for the stars no Patrick
Hat trick lost three to soon tragic
When tings get sandy man start splashing
Wet man no high fashion
Foot on neck
Apply that pressure, shoe bottom turn red
That's Louboutin
Christian Dior Dior Dior Louboutin but she want more
Mash up insides deep in core till she get sore but she want more
Chick from Nola her name G
Light skin creole she so bougie
Tried to hit me with that voodoo, first time I let her kiss me
Vexed I left her on read, don't know why she still trippy
She hit my line, she blow my phone, she act like she still miss me
Said it's been too long
Want to freak me to my song
And if she does it well, might buy her Louboutin
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Writer(s): Christopher Woodard
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