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Louis Vuitton Video (MV)




Performed By: Zozeyety
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: Xavier Lawrence




Zozeyety - Louis Vuitton Lyrics




We are the new Zozeyety
Hey, hey, huh huh
Hey, huh, huh rawr rawr rawr
Uh, hit for the one time
Wor', wor', wor' wor' wor'

Cop me a bag, Pharrell
Karma on stacks, for real
I just sell arms, a deal
The paper put me in my feels
Calling us, ah, we here
You think that I shop, I just steal
Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real
For real

Pilly a Polly, no pocket
I can shoot shit like a rocket
He act so pussy like pocket
Paint him in red, told him stop it
I shoot my milly just like I'm retarded
Shinny pellets like a goddess
Pull up on him and he shartted
Rapid-fire like I farted
Oou, oou, oou
Body left his spirit, oou
Pull up on a f*ck nigga, coughed with a stick; this sickness, I clear it, oou
She said that I'm crazy how I be shifting, she like how I steer it, oou
She like how I hitting her, both nuts
Told Lil' baby I'm dunkin' like doughnuts, for real
For real?
You know the deal
I gave her the money, she count up a mil'
Her head is so bad, thought she had on some grillz
He talking like stainless, he rusted like steel
Just look at him gushing, he look like a Danimal
I beat it like Caesar, an ape, I'm a animal
She gobble my meat, she look just like a cannibal
Eat that bitch out, thought that she was my Danimal

Cop me a bag, Pharrell
Karma on stacks, for real
I just sell arms, a deal
The paper put me in my feels
Calling us, ah, we here
You think that I shop, I just steal
Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real
For real
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We are the new Zozeyety
Hey, hey, huh huh
Hey, huh, huh rawr rawr rawr
Uh, hit for the one time
Wor', wor', wor' wor' wor'

Cop me a bag, Pharrell
Karma on stacks, for real
I just sell arms, a deal
The paper put me in my feels
Calling us, ah, we here
You think that I shop, I just steal
Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real
For real

Pilly a Polly, no pocket
I can shoot shit like a rocket
He act so pussy like pocket
Paint him in red, told him stop it
I shoot my milly just like I'm retarded
Shinny pellets like a goddess
Pull up on him and he shartted
Rapid-fire like I farted
Oou, oou, oou
Body left his spirit, oou
Pull up on a f*ck nigga, coughed with a stick; this sickness, I clear it, oou
She said that I'm crazy how I be shifting, she like how I steer it, oou
She like how I hitting her, both nuts
Told Lil' baby I'm dunkin' like doughnuts, for real
For real?
You know the deal
I gave her the money, she count up a mil'
Her head is so bad, thought she had on some grillz
He talking like stainless, he rusted like steel
Just look at him gushing, he look like a Danimal
I beat it like Caesar, an ape, I'm a animal
She gobble my meat, she look just like a cannibal
Eat that bitch out, thought that she was my Danimal

Cop me a bag, Pharrell
Karma on stacks, for real
I just sell arms, a deal
The paper put me in my feels
Calling us, ah, we here
You think that I shop, I just steal
Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real
For real
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Writer: Xavier Lawrence
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