Louis Vuitton Don Mr-West
background music: lil boosie - wipe me down (instrumental)
shyt you a fagget/ <******** i had it/
with all these fake rappers/
flapping their ******** yappers/
with their fake a** rhymes/
wastin their time on a fake a** game/
with fake a** hoes and dudes who got no game/
1-2-3-4-5-6 hours on gaia jerkin their gherkins/
while im out at the local club jerkin, and grindin/
on sexy bitches and sellin dope 560 bay street/
same place as jay z ******** i bring tha heat/
to my hood this ***** you cant beat/
better get off my street/
or else you be under tha sheet/
in ER cuz i ******** bounce your a**/
niggas aint got no class/ <******** hatin my swag/
gucci messenger bag/
louis vuitton kicks, yea thats right black jaspers/
i kill the next ***** like casper/
gucci, louie, armani exchange/
the next ***** posting be like "got change"/
dam poor a** ***** im on my grind/
but you dont get off your behind/
just keep playin on gaia being fake/
dont know how much i can take/
with the fake a** crips and bloods/
latin kings and soulja crew thugs/
white fat bastards with no life/
no money no car no wife/
no p***y ******** wussy get off this s**t/
stop lickin yo c**t/
your s**t aint legit/
my verses are causin fits/
cuz all your verses are bullshit/
ya dig?/
background: daft punk - veridis quo (architek remix)
droppin the beat on you niggasss get ready
for this spaghetti shredding of your self esteem/
for im about to drop the bomb on you ima sheen/
my lyrics for im new to the freestyle game/
space age beat ******** lets go/
ima kill you and your hoe/
by the time im done with my flow/
this aint for show/
cameltoe/
rappin on gaia/
my verses set your mind on fire/
niggas cant match my attire/
your fake a** rhymes into the fryer/
consequences are dire/ <******** you up with vocals/
while you givin oral/
to yo daddy GURGLE b***h/
ima slap you snitch/
abercrombie and fitch/
white a** *****/
stop pretendin to be black ima pull the trigger/
ak47 at your head/
ima make you dead/
dickhead/
you be in shreds/
from my words/
feed you to the birds/
goddam nerds/
aint gettin no p***y/
cant rap me back wussy/
just be outta my face/ <******** disgrace/
cant match my pace/
cant match my lace/
rally race/
rally forums meet me there/
pm me ima get over there/
to pwn your a** once again/
aint need no paper and pen/
to come up with a verse or ten/
cuz i will shred you anyway/
ima shred you any day/
wack a** bitches outta my way/
some day/
ima be the best one all the way/
all you niggas be gay/
for my swag for my verse/
wont feel any worse/
cuz you aint me/ <******** make you pee/
by now but my flow is over/
thats right bend over/
paddle your a** like its freshman day/
battle your a** any day/
PM me peepz
shyt you a fagget/ <******** i had it/
with all these fake rappers/
flapping their ******** yappers/
with their fake a** rhymes/
wastin their time on a fake a** game/
with fake a** hoes and dudes who got no game/
1-2-3-4-5-6 hours on gaia jerkin their gherkins/
while im out at the local club jerkin, and grindin/
on sexy bitches and sellin dope 560 bay street/
same place as jay z ******** i bring tha heat/
to my hood this ***** you cant beat/
better get off my street/
or else you be under tha sheet/
in ER cuz i ******** bounce your a**/
niggas aint got no class/ <******** hatin my swag/
gucci messenger bag/
louis vuitton kicks, yea thats right black jaspers/
i kill the next ***** like casper/
gucci, louie, armani exchange/
the next ***** posting be like "got change"/
dam poor a** ***** im on my grind/
but you dont get off your behind/
just keep playin on gaia being fake/
dont know how much i can take/
with the fake a** crips and bloods/
latin kings and soulja crew thugs/
white fat bastards with no life/
no money no car no wife/
no p***y ******** wussy get off this s**t/
stop lickin yo c**t/
your s**t aint legit/
my verses are causin fits/
cuz all your verses are bullshit/
ya dig?/
background: daft punk - veridis quo (architek remix)
droppin the beat on you niggasss get ready
for this spaghetti shredding of your self esteem/
for im about to drop the bomb on you ima sheen/
my lyrics for im new to the freestyle game/
space age beat ******** lets go/
ima kill you and your hoe/
by the time im done with my flow/
this aint for show/
cameltoe/
rappin on gaia/
my verses set your mind on fire/
niggas cant match my attire/
your fake a** rhymes into the fryer/
consequences are dire/ <******** you up with vocals/
while you givin oral/
to yo daddy GURGLE b***h/
ima slap you snitch/
abercrombie and fitch/
white a** *****/
stop pretendin to be black ima pull the trigger/
ak47 at your head/
ima make you dead/
dickhead/
you be in shreds/
from my words/
feed you to the birds/
goddam nerds/
aint gettin no p***y/
cant rap me back wussy/
just be outta my face/ <******** disgrace/
cant match my pace/
cant match my lace/
rally race/
rally forums meet me there/
pm me ima get over there/
to pwn your a** once again/
aint need no paper and pen/
to come up with a verse or ten/
cuz i will shred you anyway/
ima shred you any day/
wack a** bitches outta my way/
some day/
ima be the best one all the way/
all you niggas be gay/
for my swag for my verse/
wont feel any worse/
cuz you aint me/ <******** make you pee/
by now but my flow is over/
thats right bend over/
paddle your a** like its freshman day/
battle your a** any day/
PM me peepz
now.. i dont know exactly how this beat goes
but ima still run on the track like six-ty toes
nasty ***** flow; watch me s**t on these hoes
s**t on three flows then s**t on the-flo(floor not youn flo lol)
like i said i'm nasty like pickin me nose
neva been washed up, but i stay in clean clothes
i don't spit lines, all i spit are steep poles
holy flow-er am i; watch me spit steap-les
leave a ***** body opened wide and his whole street ******** it! flow nasty like a b***h who deep throats
we be ******** all day; she dont even need clothes
i got that china white and you can bet that she NOSE
dip it in there twice. i'm fly as as high as she goes
ugghhh!!!! shittin on ya ride like sea gulls
no pigeon cause they not allowed near the beach, so
im so s0_Cali. got bars; no federally
Amazing like Grace. leave you DEADer than that valley
a cool cat, no alley. Just slaughterhouse; no allies
my chrome piece is like a priest; wet you up and leave you baptized
i cap-souls; no pills. get capsized
and they know i aint kiddin when i put it down; no nap time!
