Fabolous - Louis Vuitton feat. J.Cole lyrics

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Got a young chick from the hood, South Side

Pops never left her outside

Nigga knew the type of shit she was up against

Little did he know the shit was gonna backfire

She act quiet, not that...

Saying... but the thing she desire was a

All the niggas show her how to be a freak, uh

The young girls in heat it's deep

She sneaking out after leaves on the street

At night when the freaks is out

But I.. on the back when she try to hide

Until her father found her secret out

Now he flip her out, he kicked her out

She's living on her own in this vicious South

Years go by, now I got her in my room

And I'm thinking at the best way to kick her out!

It's Cole!

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Cause all she ever talks about is Louis, Louis

Cause all she ever talks about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga, I can't fuck with her no more!

He yo, he yo!

I say Louis, Louis

All she ever talks about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talks about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga, I can't fuck with her no more!

He yo, he yo!

I told the bitch somebody stole my Rolli

She's talking about me, too

I can't do it, the brand new Louis bag

She's talking about me, too

LA on my next flight and guess right,

She sent me to

And everybody gonna miss me, too,

Goddamn be you!

And if that is you,

you're so shallow, you on a boat that won't travel,

Won't float and won't paddle

If I don't go broke it won't matter!

It's stupid ass shit shit don't make me,

I've been broke, won't break me,

You're so caught up on material shit,

We both know that you can't even get

I mean

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Louis, Louis,

All she ever talk about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga I can't fuck with her no more!

Hey, yo, hey yo!

I say Louis, Louis,

All she ever talk about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga I can't fuck with her no more!

Hey, yo, hey yo!

She was standing at the.. clean,

First store got a bag this thing

Not knowing she was one of them

Check what's your bag is name! types anyway

I'm happy that it came off the belt,

Got me enjoy saying is the belt,

She look like she came on herself,

Shawty, you should be ashamed of yourself!

I'm checking out her true face,

Thin little waist line,

She checking out my suitcase,

Like the bitch have Canon.

Could've took her number,

That be like ticket bad advice,

When you look at her you're looking at a price

As I walked away, she said "that's a nice!"

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Louis, Louis,

All she ever talk about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga I can't fuck with her no more!

Hey, yo, hey yo!

I say Louis, Louis,

All she ever talk about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga I can't fuck with her no more!

Hey, yo, hey yo!

You know the once that are ordering the lobster

Go for the champagne!

Don't care what you do, but you better do a damn thing

If you wanna win the campaign.

Cause her company just ain't cheap,

What you probably ain't been

You can't keep a shallow bitch

If your pockets ain't deep.

So I try to be slick and reserve no dinner

Ain't take you to the club, had to meet me at the bar.

Let her walk in, people from afar,

gotta let her know, can't keep her in the dark.

Cause she will wanna tamp up if you let her,

And I thought I knew better,

Till she say 'let me start with a double shot',

Hey, bartender, let me get a

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Louis, Louis,

All she ever talk about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

(Just in case you didn't know that)

And nigga I can't fuck with her no more!

Hey, yo, hey yo!

I say Louis, Louis,

All she ever talk about is Louis, Louis

All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton

And nigga I can't fuck with her no more!

Hey, yo, hey yo!