Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pack So Loud, artist - King Louie. Album song Showtime, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.08.2012
Record label: Lawless
Song language: English
Pack So Loud |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Pack loud, so loud, gun loud, oh now |
Double cup, slowed up, pour up, blow that |
Clean money, dirty money, bands on me, blow that |
Dirty papa, all for safety, no stain, blow that |
Roll up a double, where the bitches at |
Every day I’m mobile, gotta get that sack |
Making blow a bag, and get that back |
Your bitch turnt on, cause I press the start |
Yes my life’s a movie, tell them press record |
And my chick’s foreign and so is my car |
I’m Leyla’s daddy, G star, G pip, maybe G star |
Swag on my side, every day it’s east side |
I’m so used to winning balling like bitch odds |
Quick to kill a nigga, hollum night creature |
And need a detox addicted to that reefer |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
No man, no mouth, only loud, blow that |
Foreign rolling, pockets swollen, picture me, call that |
Mob no bread for me, she should already know that |
Once a nigga bitch go for me |
She don’t really wanna go back |
I prefer more head and body, kimolade, romance |
Wailing violent, money piling, bitches smiling, drove… |
New piece, robbing g’s, mumutee, so swag |
This shit right here nigga, smoke a duff, toe tag |
New cake gonna be old cake |
Cause we steady spending that old cash |
Car fast, money fast, get gas, blow gas |
Cloud 9, high time, my time, always |
Get cash, blow cash, blow gas, all day |
Balling hard like athletes, but move game don’t ball play |
Amen to my niggas and them little times making tall cake |
Riding round with no tints over them fuck boys |
Let them all hate |
Loud pack, hella bears, dirty soda, all great |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby |
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder |
I’m smoking right now baby. |