Fabolous - Louis Vuitton feat. J.Cole текст песни

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!

Chorus:
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

Chorus:
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!"

Chorus:
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

Chorus:
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!