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King Louie

God & King

 

God & King

(album: Tony - 2014)


(Poppin bottles,
poppin pills, and
we poppin bitch ass niggas
bitches poppin pussy
the block poppin, that bitch bustin
big things poppin, all typa shit going on kid)

Tony just went postal, choked the CEO
No I'm not a ghost but they can't see me though, no
I grew up finessing selling dummy coke and blow
Operation goon, I'm what we call it ze-ro
I be with the Goonies and the goblins, Halloween
I been getting my own dirty dollars since I was sixteen
Ask my mama, I was fucking bitches twice my age when I was sixteen
Catch you lacking and that 4-5 start to spitting a hotta 16
Bullets jumping in yo body you like, ahh this shit sting
Fuck niggas get put in jail, turn to artists and sing
I prefer to be in good pussy, not in the beam
They will shoot you in yo face for me, I'm the God and the king

I roll dolo, squad ain't a thing
Chains on my collar, diamonds and rings
Hammers, nail em up, chalk up ya team
Give you niggas halos I'm the God and the king
I was rolling, hard nigga, God and the king
Pull up flexing everyday, I'm the God and the king
Oh lord they all mad, God and the king
All these bitches over me cause I'm the God and the king

I don't love these bitches, I just love my dollars, my partners
I could make a stupid sack off iphones and charters
Fuck and give yo bitch back, mamas and daughters
Nigga we was seventeen riding fifties
My gorillas the right size but my feet hurt
All I ever wanted was a jeep and a beeper
Last night I fucked yo bitch
Call that one night a keeper
When them bullets hit em up
Look like son had a seizure
I'm not gonna give it up you know the procedure
I be sipping jack and honey with my honey
Everyday of the week for me is a money Monday
My niggas don't give fuck
Make you a day on a Sunday

I roll dolo, squad ain't a thing
Chains on my collar, diamonds and rings
Hammers, nail em up, chalk up ya team
Give you niggas halos I'm the God and the king
I was rolling, hard nigga, God and the king
Pull up flexing everyday, I'm the God and the king
Oh lord they all mad, God and the king
All these bitches over me cause I'm the God and the king

done

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