Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pack So Loud , by - King Louie. Song from the album Showtime, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 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. |