Nigo Louis (feat. Westside Pootie)

Lyrics for Nigo Louis (feat. Westside Pootie)

Blrrt, blrrt Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom (ah) (Hit him with a headshot, he did the stanky leg) Ayo (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Grr (Griselda) Fuck these niggas, Lord (boom, boom) Hit him with a headshot, he did the stanky leg (by Fashion Rebels) Grr, grr, grr AJ drivin' the Lamborghini at 19 months, nigga (blrrt, skrrt) No help (hit him with a headshot, he did the stanky legs) Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Niggas is fucking bums (grr) (Hit him with a headshot, he did the stanky leg) Ayy, yo, it's Westside Pootie and y'all already know what y'all is When Ason was born, he came home in a Lamborghini Y'all bums can't even spell Lamborghini You ever got kicked out of school for bein' too fly? I didn't think so, and I'm only in the fourth grade And you should've seen what the principal was drivin', hilarious Griselda is the greatest, Michelle is the greatest Woo, grr (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels) Woo, grr Ayy, yo, boming through, banana peel yellow Aston Banana clip hangin' out the Nigo Louis jacket (Louis jacket, grr) My lil' nigga 16, he be crashin' (skrrt) Hittin' shit in broad daylight like, "What happened?" ("What happened?") (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Hittin' shit in broad daylight like, "What happened?" Went from Clarkston to Lavern store taxin' Peace to all my lil' Verm niggas, they be whackin' Pino, G Baby, Will, Big Ray, Armond got knocked Came home, half a million-dollar bond Bitches know me, you could smell the Baccarat Livin' large, tasteless, got your house just on my right arm (woo) (La-la-la, la-la-la) If I ain't God, this the closest you ever saw (ah) Ain't that the word on the street? FLYGOD has the best shit