Fabolous - Louis Vuitton lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Cole] Got a young chick from the hood, south side Got a young chick from the hood, south side Pops never let her outside n***a knew the type of sh** she was up against Little did he know she was going to back fire But she act right, got baptized, stayed in the choir But the thing she desired was a older n***a show her how to be a freak A young girl is in heat, is deep She sneaking out after loose, in the streets at night when the freaks are out bu*terfly tatt' on her back that she tried to hide until her father found the secret out Now he flipping out, he kicked her out She living on her own in this vicious south Years go by, now I got her in my room And I'm thinking at the best way to kick her out [Hook: Fabolous] Cause all she ever talks about is Louie, Louie All she ever talks about is Louis Vuitton And n***a, I can't f** with her no more I said Louie, Louie, all she ever talk about is Louie, Louie All she ever talk about is Louie Vuitton And n***a, I can't f** with her no more [Verse 2: J. Cole] I told the b**h somebody stole my Rolli', she talking about me, too I can't do with the brand new Louis bag, she talking about me, too LA on my next flight and guess right, she sent me to And everybody gonna miss me, too, goddamn be you And if that is you, you're so shallow, you on a boat that won't travel Won't float and won't paddle if I go broke it won't matter This stupid a** sh** sh** don't make me, I have been poor won't break me You're so caught up on material sh**, we both know that you can't even get [Hook: Fabolous] [Verse 3: Fabolous] She's standing at the baggiage claim First thought gotta bag this dame Not knowing she was one of them check With your bag is name types Anyway, I'm happy that it came off the belt Damier joint same as the belt She look like she came on herself, shawty, you should be ashamed of yourself I'm checking out her cute face, thin little waist line She checking out my suitcase, like the b**h half canine Could've took her number, that be like taking bad advice When you look at her you're looking at a price As I walked away, she said that's a nice [Hook: J. Cole] [Verse 4: Fabolous] You know the once that are all for the laps on Go for the champagne, don't care what you do But you better do a damn thing if you wanna win the campaign Cause her company just ain't cheap What you probably ain't been You can't keep a shallow b**h if your pockets ain't deep So I try to be slick and reserve no dinner Take you to the club, had to meet me at the bar Let her walk in, people from afar, gotta let her know, can't keep her in the dark Cause she will wanna tamp up if you let her, and I thought I knew better Cause she say let me start with a double shot' Hey, bartender, let me get a [Hook: J. Cole]