LOVE4ADOLLA$ Lyrics

Fuck waddda nigga

Police never wanna see a nigga make it this far

You know what I'm saying

I don't think police gone like this

Sheepskin ruggs and Shit

Haaaa

I don't think police gone like this

Louie boots the not for hiking

What's practice

A Hundred Thousand spent off just one swipe

Of the platinum

Six figure condo I just trashed it

My brain say keep on check Cashin

Money stashing

Money stashed in the walls and in the mattress

100k car so many gadgets

When niggas die they say it tragic

2k Salad

We ate TV dinners for mad years

Princess cut diamonds

I might buyem for a bad bitch

But I feel she average

Feel she regular

Feel she average

She got no talent

I told that bitch sex aint no talent

I'm blowing 40k allowance

Ring and watches

Chains and medallions

Penthouse floor white people say turn down the volume

Ten million and I'm signing

Codeine fucking up how m sound-in

We shouldn't cross these boundaries

Money on your head its a bounty

You know I rock Louie pajamas

When I be gonna sleep

X6M had sex in the jeep

I felt Stephanie Pussy weak

Rocking Louie Shoes no these aint cleets

Rocking Louie belt this new season

Rappin till I buy masion

Im not into romancing her

I just got love for the money

Water on my neck and hands im flooded

7k one louie jacket

14k for just two louie bubbles

Why my cup so muddy

I see niggas hating I just don't say nothing

My grandmother love me

I buy her mclaren when this rapp shit jumping

Used to have the diesel pumpin

I sold dogfood I had the diesel pumping

Aint no favoritism this for money

Even lord Jesus know I love that money

Stand on that cross like Jesus and die for that money

I know that she a leave if I run out of money

Got family That junkie

Her Louboutins is bloody

I used to be addicted to muddy

But now I love the bubbly

I love Champagne and bubbly

Champagne and Bubbly

I love sipping on bubbly

Brazilian bitches say they love me pray for marble tiles

by the tube piece

Talking bidness you interrupting

Haaaa

I should change the subject

Got shooters out in public

Know what im doing Ma say that im stubborn

Championship ring like I won in the bubble

Its the coach I called a huddle

I Got looters ready to catch a fumble

Traphouses till jumping

Damier prints on my luggage

Don't cuddle and I got louie covers

Don't even know my father I got the game from my mother

Share the game with all my brothers

In Palm Spring love California

I Should disown her cuss that bitch got passed round to bromen

But its aint foenem

You gone shoot the gun or you holding

Louie millionaire shade im losing focus

This street she like a roll a coster

Made thousands off a Motorola

Might copy a crib somewhere in North Dakota

Chasing bands just like nick Jonas

All by myself when im at my lowest

Girl you my flower you my lotus

Niggas in Paris just like Otis

Make a million camera lens and focus

I don't do interviews talking bout old shit

Just like Tupac this thug life I choose this

Got nigga that a kill for a rolex

Flex like bowflex

Gun on me seen 12 and no check

I be working but I don't sweat

Louie headband catching sweat

Youngboy with me catching wreck

This A Yellow gang

Stand on they necks

Purple rain precipitate

Lil Wayne say codeine make you great

BNE Infiltrate

My young niggas wanna jump your fence jump your gate

Fuck a wishing well need money lake

Got niggas rich in section8

Breaking Word Sellin plates

Don't talk GRINCHN I just demonstrate

Money stashing

Money stashed in the walls and in the mattress

100k car so many gadgets

When niggas die they say it tragic

2k Salad

We ate TV dinners for mad years

Princess cut diamonds

I might buyem for a bad bitch