TDOLV
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Look at how they look
Where I gotta sign?
Let me cash my check
First in line money got you shook
When its time thats when they book, ugh
Look at how they look
Where I gotta sign?
Let me cash my check
First in line money got you shook
When its time thats when they book, ugh
Michael Jackson moon walk
Thriller jacket
Millie rock out New York
Smooth talk
A bitch out stilettos
She convinced I'm Jared Leto
She stay in soho but she ghetto
Nails done
Rolling rellos
Her favorite color orange yellow
She will go home with
Whoever got on the shiniest bezel
Only fuck with niggas of a certain level
Concepts complex
But they worth the trouble
Back in the day all wanted was Lexus bubble
And a hand to caress and cuddle
I heard its not till you gon that they learn to love u
So this is the death of lo village, ugh
The death of Lo Village, This is the death of Lo Village
The death of Lo Village, ugh
The death of Lo Village, the death of Lo Village
She will go home with whoever
Whenever, long as as your bread better (hey Charles)
Young nigga, I thought that you knew better
She the type that you try to wife
Because the head was right
But the crew hit her (crew hit her)
501's with the seem on it
Drippin' sauce, wash her feet off it
She said she never thought she would sell that ugh
But them VVS's got a gleam on it (gleam)
Living large is all she know
It got her selling pussy out the Econolodge
And she gon book the gang till her condo large
Or until the doctor tell her
That she can't fuck no more (hey go head)
See I just get high as propellers
With all of my fellas and watch these novellas
See I got a fetish for counting through lettuce
I'm tryna be wealthy, I'm welling
Look at how they look
Where I gotta sign?
Let me cash my check
First in line money got you shook
When its time thats when they book, ugh
Look at how they look
Where I gotta sign?
Let me cash my check
First in line money got you shook
When its time thats when they book, ugh
And this is for my
Mamas riding in big Benz
And Hummers
Got freaky on the mic
So I could dash through summer
This is the death of Lo Village
This is the death of Lo Village
This is the death of Lo Village
The death of Lo Village, ugh
The death of Lo Village, this is the
And this is the
This is the death of Lo Village
They bustin' I might catch a body tonight
I told her don't go to the store
Them niggas is bored, they'll rob you on sight
This is for my
Mamas riding in big Benz
And Hummers
Got freaky on the mic
So I could dash through summer
{Charles Tyler: Outro]
Ohh that shit was hard
I like the, i like the death of that jont
Like, like the deaf
Like not like like Johny Depp
But like nigga like he deaf
Like like nigga you gon die, like deaf
Like d-e-a-t-h thats how you spell it
Thought so, Lo Village