me thick plus naughty And nice tha way u sweep me off my feet u should be a broom tha way ya smell ya should have ur Own perfume so knock knock whos thurr
c?est fun quand y?a personne qui t?suit Pour tes income tax late fee deductions Tu payes pas a temps pis tu feel la suction Des sangsues qu?arrivent a ta porte Le Knock Knock
Apache Rose Peacock I could not speak I was in shock I told my knees to please not knock (repeat MI.) A little boy came along Name of Louis Armstrong
know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... don?t you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis
' hood yo [Chorus] [T.I.] I done told y'all I'ma O.G., never had cold feet You end up with no teeth, nigga +U Don't Know Me+ I'll knock ya off ya feet
verse 2] Still telling niggas I aint wholing I aint crolling When the 12 hit the corner I aint brolling I aint rolling Keep the coat stretch out Like Carl Louis
in case In the party if it pop off See it's there, baby take yo top off Man you niggas, man you niggas Fuck yo knockoffs I keep my girl Louis Vuitton
Once upon a time, rhyming, working at part time Designers pricing it too high, im just trying to be fly categorized, closet full of Louis, cuz a hundreds
in the urr Plus I'm ridin dirty so you know that I don't curr [Unk:] Ay, I'm comin down the street, rollin and smokin 'dro St. Louis and Mosley Park
(Leo Hickman / Louis Jordan / Dallas Bartley) Early in the morning and I can't get right Had a little date with my baby last night Now it's early in
can kill a beast dead I got Middle East women and Middle East bread I got oil well money, in the desert playing golf Go chase short stack sheiki with a Louis
a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo Thats that nine nigga, Lil' Rando Sleeping with the enemy so I fuck the world To Miss Louise
, still gotta thank God for that Regardless, Big Bang can't fold it up Ain't another nigga flowin' who as cold as bruh Quarter mill for the show, really though, wassup? Louis
niggas squares, but aint got no angle My shit's so tight you can get strangled It's Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes Polo jammers, Louis
call her collect But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death Top down, it's upset ? dick in the world and n*gga I aint ? yet! You f**k with me wrong, I knock
greedy, I'ma starve her to death Top down, it's upset Been fucking the world and nigga, and I ain't cum yet You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head
came around and you knocked me down Knocked me down Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks
[Verse 1: Big Sean] They say I'm too fake, fuck it I'm paid I can't even find it, empty spot inside my safe I got carnies on my eyes, Louis on my case