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louis vee - jjfinns, ceebo & chefbkay lyrics

[chorus: ceebo]
rep south west like i’m ‘010 sneakbo
next from the ends, that’s len then ceebo
i rate you but your k!lly is a neek though
i like her vocals when she give me deepthroat
louis v. bag, tats on your arms
high heel shoes make you six feet tall
louis v. bag, lou—, louis v. bag
high heel shoes make you six feet— six, six

[verse 1: ceebo]
rip showkey, it’s key that i show out
them n*ggas sellouts, but never sell a show out
treat it like a hair, ‘cah bats get blowout
she gets dirty, so i call her lowdown
i’m from the side where the g lyin’
that’s my princess, do whatever she like
catch cee*cee wherever the p’s lie
you don’t like me, you better drop a green light
sweet rhymes or 3.5s, or both
these guys, they got green eye, no hope
reside where the g’s lie, no joke
i’m at least five years ahead of man that’s on road
sweet rhymes or 3.5s, or both (eh)
these guys, they got green eye, no hope (eh)
reside where the g’s lie, no joke
i’m at least five years ahead of man that’s on road
[chorus: ceebo]
rep south west like i’m ‘010 sneakbo
next from the ends, that’s len then ceebo
i rate you but your k!lly is a neek though
i like her vocals when she give me deepthroat
louis v. bag, tats on your arms
high heel shoes make you six feet tall

[post*chorus: ceebo]
do your bop, do your bop
do it quick, are you tryna l!ck crops? (uh)
do your bop (uh), do your bop
do it quick, are you tryna l!ck crops?

[verse 2: ceebo]
before [?] asked politely
i’m a stylie, so i get why them neeks don’t like me
she asked me for prada and celine
i said, “huh, how you mean? you ain’t dealin’ with yt”
if it ain’t a louis one, it’s a sh*t bag
fraud n*ggas ‘cah they all love a cl!ck, fam
one order, you ain’t never once been that
free gaza, we was really on the strip, fam
i was on the strip, fam, where they used to shift packs
i ain’t seen no big racks, invoices landed
man of boogie, jeje
still got connects, no stress, still dede
all the k!llys in the dance throw your ends up
ladies, leave us [?]
yeah, yeah, yeah
i said what i meant, bruv
i’m movin’ mad
if you’re mad, get them pens up
[refrain: ceebo]
do your bop (uh*uh), do your bop
do it quick, are you tryna l!ck crops? (uh)
do your bop (uh), do your bop (uh)
do it quick, are you tryna l!ck crops?

[verse 3: chefbkay]
all the pretty girls in the party
put your hands up if you want a free louis v. bag
your mum can’t do this
your dad can’t do this
your man can’t do this
your friend can’t do this
this big cbkay and big ceebo, get to know
(lou—, lou—) louis v. bag for the baddies in the rave
louis v. bag for the baddies in the— (baddiana)
louis v. bag for the baddies in the rave
(lou—, louis v.—) louis v. bag for the baddies in the— (oh)
(lou—, louis v.—, ba*baddies in the)
(louis v.—) louis v. bag for the baddies in the rave
(louis v.—) louis v. bag for the baddies in the (baddies in the)
louis v. bag for the baddies in the rave (six feet, six feet)

[outro]
louis v. bag, tats on your arms
high heel shoes make you six feet tall
louis v. bag, tats on your arms
high heel shoes make you six feet—, six feet—

- jjfinns ceebo chefbkay lyrics

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