Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Louis prada thats how i stunt
About disaster in the world and
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price
And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men
Music is money, money isn't music
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
My records sell, yes sir
God has blessed her, prada dresser
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
You could say im like louis & clark
Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song
Quit tryna act like you the shit, you ain't no louis vuitton
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