B.o.n. Lyrics - King Louie

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B.O.N. 

King Louie 

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Feel like a chopper, bitch, cause I'm bussin' 

My bitches related, they kissin' cousins 

My nina be on it, that bitch ain't for nothing 

I make her say somethin', she leave yo' ass open 

I'm bout to come back, right now, I'm strapped 

Thirty and forty, t-shirt a shorty 

Designer and schemes, my wrist on beam 

Hundreds on hundreds, M.U.B.U. abundant 

Foreigns back to back, haters have asthma attacks 

Pull up, pump a nigga, call it a asthma attack 

That 40 gon' always spit, it think it know how to rap 

I don't do battle rap, tell 'em to battle that 

Pull up, my roof missing, boy, I'll get you missing 

Bein' broke as a joke, that's mission impossible 

Got hitters to kill a nigga, the streets really feel a nigga 

I'm sorry I fucked yo' bitch, but she really dig a nigga 

Louie, he B.O.N., bitch, I'm a big ol' nigga 

Hope I don't catch a body, ride with my double trigger 

I don't like the nigga, fonem pop the nigga 

No time to fight the nigga, fonem pop the nigga 

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Talking broke is foreign, my teeth cost a foreign 

Yo' bitch on the horn, tryna shoot a porn 

Bitch, I got these bands, bitch, I got these racks 

A couple of my niggas, bitch, you gon' do dicks 

Make more guap than teachers, I come with a preacher 

If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna meet ya 

I just want one night, I don't wanna keep her 

Raised by the dope dealers, I used to have a beeper 

I get a lot of bucks, broke is not popular 

Quit with that talking stuff, boy, fore we pop you up 

Shoot down a goofy clown, hit him with 2-3 rounds 

Pull up with cameras out, like we shoot movies now 

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