one] Thug come up in a fresh white benz Baby mama talkin crazy cause I'm high again Flow like a motherfucker say it again 20's lookin like ooh With the guy
Louis Gottlieb Rock-a-bout, rock-a-bout, rock-a-bout. Chorus: Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane. (Repeat) Oh, there's nothing to do but to sit down
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Put it on the flo'. BK, Put it on the flo'. BX, Put it on the flo'. BX, Put it on the flo'. St. Louis, Put it on the flo'. St. Louis, Put it on the
BK, put it on the floor BK, put it on the floor (Flipmode) BX, put it on the floor BX, put it on the floor (TS) St. Louis, put it on the floor St. Louis
a resurrection really feels?" Holly was a hoodrat, and now you finally know that And she's been disappeared for years, today she finally came back St. Louis
know, what my mama don't know. I've never seen a guy lookin like that Hot body and you know he bad He outrageous and he don't hold back And he fully equipped Louis
locks- Hot fdreads or cornrolls Dudds- Phat tires/ 20 inch rims Chickin head- Hood rat (ghetto fabulous) hatin' girl St. Louie- St Louis Da lou- St Louis
[Chris Brown:] I'm the type of guy to supersize your life and turn it all around Up and down, round and round with me theres no backing down So take some
cup, po po po pour me up Bird game clique,flags in the sky walking through the club,I swear to god I'm in sky. Astronaut high, I'm that guy Stacks on
respect, keep the iron, go hard, like Lebron, on the yacht club, sippin cabinate sum fun..auh n ma prone, killin them everytime like new red laces on new Louis
can have it all Everything and then some I know what she like I know what she like I know what she like I know what she like It's not about the Louis
children have a right to die. And she did more living than the next guy. It all sounds crazy, but I swear it's true; just ask your aunt louise. You know
, He had to do their sentence Critics complain, I dress to fly, but I bet you I will never testify When I size a nigga up, I measure the Guy So if his
got with them dudes When I no that I could always get it poppin' wit chu Me and you ain't nobody stopping the two A rock crock guy asking for you Whatever
in anything that I do No cubics, all diamonds are blue I know ya heard about me No, I'm not worried about ya I sit back, relax, sittin' on Louis couches
to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and pistols For all you pussies that's soft as tissue I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the roof Bustin' at you wise guy