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Louis (Prod. By Da'professor) Video (MV)




Performed By: Meech
Length: 4:15
Written by: Dimitri Garzarelli




Meech - Louis (Prod. By Da'professor) Lyrics




Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
Louis, Gucci Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk

Yeah they talk yeah they love to hate
They see I'm doin' good I'm doin' great
See I been hustling' they can't relate
Always working got no time for games
This girl do crazy things for the fame
Addicted to the d*** like c******
And she don't even know my middle name
But she want me cop a wedding ring
B**** you must be trippin'
Yeah I'm ballin' like Pippen
Whiskey what I be sippin'
Goin' far yeah I go the distance
Ever since day one I had a vision
Used to dream about this life now I live it
They used to doubt me all the time
Now they listen
Started with no money in the bank
Struggling day after day
Passion for music the reason I'm sane
Did it my own now it's starting to pay
Stress free rolling up dank
Yo' girl at my crib and she slay
She seen I made 5k in one day
Now she wetter than a lake

Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk

It seems like, they quick to talk
But slow as s*** when they walk
I'm at a steady pace imma win the race
F*** a job I'm my own boss
I buy my clothes
I buy my own cars
I got my own house
I get my own h***
Record my own s***
Mix it on my own
Headed to the top bout to take off
This a competition, its a face-off
All these other rappers so plain
Swear I'm gonna up propane
Yeah they gonna know my name
I, work hard to play even harder
Any beat that I hop on I slaughter
Killin' the game I'm sick novocaine
Went to school got my education now I'm ballin'
I'm on the road to riches
Don't be astonished when I make it big
You saw it coming
Didn't believe in me when I had nothin'
Now they wanna be with me cause got somethin'
All I see is fake faces they all bluffin'
These shoes I'm in you couldn't run in
I been hustling'
I been on my grind
All I do is rhyme
I don't sleep at night

Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
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Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
Louis, Gucci Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk

Yeah they talk yeah they love to hate
They see I'm doin' good I'm doin' great
See I been hustling' they can't relate
Always working got no time for games
This girl do crazy things for the fame
Addicted to the d*** like c******
And she don't even know my middle name
But she want me cop a wedding ring
B**** you must be trippin'
Yeah I'm ballin' like Pippen
Whiskey what I be sippin'
Goin' far yeah I go the distance
Ever since day one I had a vision
Used to dream about this life now I live it
They used to doubt me all the time
Now they listen
Started with no money in the bank
Struggling day after day
Passion for music the reason I'm sane
Did it my own now it's starting to pay
Stress free rolling up dank
Yo' girl at my crib and she slay
She seen I made 5k in one day
Now she wetter than a lake

Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk

It seems like, they quick to talk
But slow as s*** when they walk
I'm at a steady pace imma win the race
F*** a job I'm my own boss
I buy my clothes
I buy my own cars
I got my own house
I get my own h***
Record my own s***
Mix it on my own
Headed to the top bout to take off
This a competition, its a face-off
All these other rappers so plain
Swear I'm gonna up propane
Yeah they gonna know my name
I, work hard to play even harder
Any beat that I hop on I slaughter
Killin' the game I'm sick novocaine
Went to school got my education now I'm ballin'
I'm on the road to riches
Don't be astonished when I make it big
You saw it coming
Didn't believe in me when I had nothin'
Now they wanna be with me cause got somethin'
All I see is fake faces they all bluffin'
These shoes I'm in you couldn't run in
I been hustling'
I been on my grind
All I do is rhyme
I don't sleep at night

Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
Louis, Gucci, Prada, yeah I want it all
I been ballin' out since ninety five I go hard
Been about my grind all the others they talk
Yeah, all the others they talk
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Writer: Dimitri Garzarelli
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