Louie - Jazz Swag Lyrics

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I was walkin down tha skreet
My homie came up to me
Louie how you doin
Good kid vibin I'm alive
I know God got me
He said Damn right
Ayeee, lemme spit some to yuh
Know about this party
Bad bitches gon be everywhere
It's been a minute since I stepped
Out F*ck it homie Ima slide
Send me tha info pull up
Bout 11:30, ight bet check
Yuh later dab my dawg n
Kept it movin right on
Down my path, found
100 dollars held it to tha
Sun make sure it real
Sho enough it was
Thank you Lord for this blessin
In tha store need stoner snacks
Get somethin for all tha jits
Gotta show tha love I'm shown
Teach em never love no shones
Get paid for all yo shows
Hol down yo own
Never be owned
Stick to yo style n
Shoot at these clones

You can catch me in my city
Smokin on some good weed
Ridin round passin out mixtapes
Workin on tha label
Murder Money Mob on tha rise
Divide and conquer
Stackin paper burnin paper
Stay lowkey to avoid em papers

Pulled up on my primo
Gotta re-up for tha studio
All I smoke is primo
First like primero
Top shelf zips and edibles
Concentrates for when I needa think
Get it for no charge
That's what come wit a good face card
Tol him double up put it on credit
That's a f*ckin joke
In tha booth now lay down
Tracks like well trained bitches
No rest till my residules reside
Me in Bill Gates neighborhood
Made some greatness
RIP Young Greatness at tha
Party now shawty wildin lookin
At me in my white-t
She said I'm sexy, in my
Sweats she wanna sex me
For I could homie passed
Tha mic said bless this party
Can't resist, play my song I gotta
Perform
Now I'm swarmed by so many
Asses, they lovin touchin
Grabbin screamin Louie

You can catch me in yo city
Smokin on some good weed
Ridin round passin out mixtapes
Workin on tha lable
Murder Money Mob
On tha rise
Dive and conquer
Stackin paper burnin paper
Stay low key to avoid em
Papers