Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Louis XIII, artist - King Tee. Date of issue: 16.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Louis XIII |
| Never has it been so bright |
| Gotta tail bitches, get outta my sight |
| Bitch, you blocking my light |
| I’m in Vegas front seat at the fight |
| I’m a alcoholic so you know I’m getting it right |
| Louis the 13th |
| Hennessy black when I’m thirsty |
| I like my liquor dark milk chocolate Hershey) |
| But first we |
| Gotta bang loose for the niggas that’s been waiting on it |
| Patiently debating, even hating on it, bitch |
| I started this gangsta shit |
| House shoes and the shotgun, check the pinks) |
| The hangover is over, Tila created the lynx |
| (So tell the whole world to suck my dick, real shit |
| The addiction that you can’t deny |
| Twelve steps to recovery, or else you die) |
| Yeah, this is for you and I |
| Fly, pelican, fly |
| Fuck trying to get by |
| Or we can put that bullshit aside and kill 'em |
| L-B Cool S |
| Put a out in Sweden out in |
| So what makes a motherfucker so damn fresh? |
| We on the coast, yeah, you know to the left |
| Louie the 13 |
| Back down original, pack-town originiator |
| I’m full of 40's like the g-thang refrigiator |
| Getting paper with my neighbor like that Clippers and the Lakers |
| Drinking Jac' next to Jack, courtside at the Staples |
| Affiliation is vital for survival, we rolling |
| pull it up with a million bucks |
| (And I’m feeling like a million bucks |
| A all-star nigga still in shucks |
| Louis the 13th |
| You can say what you say, just spell right |
| Still got a lot of Louie’s leftover from last night |
| We alcoholic minded, DJ rewind it |
| Bitches in liquor, we only fuck with the finest |
| King-T your higness |
| I’m timeless, y’all niggas is spineless |
| Drinking everything on the wine list |
| So yeah, nigga, come and catch this fade |
| Or break bread and we can all get paid |
| Louis the 13th |
| I got 14 courts, all sorts of imports |
| Premium spirits, mixed with marked lyrics |
| Don’t fuck with Xzibit, I will crush your frame |
| Say my name, I will hunt you down like Saddam Hussein |
| I’m crown royal |
| Coming out the comptown soil |
| Niggas in the kingdom stay loyal |
| It’s the old English, linguist, distinguished genius |
| Always got a cup in my hand |
| Louis the 13th |
| Let’s have a conversation on my present situation |
| I don’t need to be a star, I got my own constellation |
| Professional inebriation, we having a celebration |
| A live nation and heavy rotation |
| Patience |
| Hold more information than a free mason |
| It’s a secret society, never try sobriety |
| SS Bugatti, live with the Illuminati |
| picking up the bodies |
| We crash the party |
| and Harley’s mixed with Bacardi |
| Man, fuck everybody |