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Ye - DONDA 2 - LOUIE BAGS
DONDA 2
01. TRUE LOVE
02. BROKEN ROAD
03. GET LOST
04. KEEP THE FLOWERS
05. TOO EASY
06. PABLO
07. MR MIYAGI
08. HAPPY
09. SECURITY
10. CITY OF GOD
11. 530
12. SCIFI
13. BURN EVERYTHING
14. LOUIE BAGS
15. WE DID IT
16. MAINTENANCE
17. LORD LIFT ME UP
18. FIRST TIME IN A LONG TIME
We did it
We did it, Joe

I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I'm in the Louis store with a Gucci mask
I'm in the Louis store with a Gucci mask
I'm in the Louis store with a Gucci mask
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed

If we ain't doin' business, it won't be no business
If we ain't doin' business, it won't be no business
If we ain't doin' business, it won't be no business
If we ain't doin' business, it won't be no business

Ain't no limit with this paper, mm
Master P, I'll have you sayin', "Mm"
Keep it unless Virgil made it, mm
Just thinkin' 'bout it make me hate it, mm
I'm not gonna lie, I couldn't move
Couldn't even if I wanted to
Imagine if the same thing haunted you
I lost my twin and my mother too

What you look like in that nasty Louis bag?
Virgil ain't even make that color, fool
What you look like in that nasty Louis bag?
We stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed

I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed

What you look like in that nasty Louis bag?
We stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
I stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed
What you look like in that nasty Louis bag?
We stopped buying Louis bags after Virgil passed

We did it
We did it, Joe

I'm my lil' cousin's favorite cousin
I gave 'em all my number and my phone ain't stopped buzzin'
They listen to my songs and say their parents hate the cussin'
They asked if I was nervous on TV or if I wasn't
They asked me if it's true that I don't go to church
"My daddy said you don't", well, then I guess you know
I been thinkin' about goin', though, I might let you know
One day, I'll bring you to my concert if they let you go

Pumpin' gas alone at Texaco, hopin' I don't get approached
Don't know if it's clear until I check the coast
All these rappers dyin', I don't wan' be one that's next to go
Paranoia tickin' in my head just like a metronome
I can't walk around like Jack that wore the spectacles
I shook the hands, took the pictures, made myself accessible
Threw the parties, showed love, kept it all respectable
Tried to give you something you ain't had before, but

It's all over, they got the drop on my life, it's all over
All this pressure on me, they'd wish I'd fall over
Too bad I'm a winner like fall over
I dropped, uh, heat in February, cocky tweets in February
All-Star weekend with the court-side seats in February
I'm the champ', you come second like the E in February
All that humble sh- was fake, now, can we keep it legendary, please