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Tee Grizzley - Lou's Deli (Lyrics)
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🎵 Lyrics:
(Banger)
(Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
I'm just gon' start this bitch from the middle, fuck it
Right here, let's get it
Ayy
[Verse 1]
I can't even lie, bro, I'm one of them ones
They owe me somethin', I got it in blood
Look at this shit that I got out the mud
Look at your bitch steady blowin' me up
I hold this shit down, you know I'm the anchor (The anchor)
That Micro wake up the neighbors (The neighbors)
Know it's the one when you hear that
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger, let's go)
Count up faces, test my patience
I make lil' bro jump out chasin'
Shit in the vacant, we been waitin'
Last n***a swung through this bitch ain't make it
Big n***a and Baltimore Richard on
People thinkin' I play for the Ravens
You ain't gettin' no money, you ain't caught no hat
Bitch, you cannot sit at this table
Rich as fuck, I still'll face somethin'
Bro got yercs, I damn near take one
Who the fuck is that? Lil' bro lift Drac' up
Suck my dick, I'll nut in her makeup (Makeup)
Been in that field, lil' boy, my rank up (Rank up)
What they gon' do with me now? My pape' up (My pape' up)
Gang, I double dare n****s to play tough
Like this button won't fuck they face up
Bro, it ain't shit to provide, this shit really easy, these n****s be makin' it hard
You better stay in the house if you know what's best, my young n****s out in them cars
They ain't got shit for the streets, come get it from me, you know I be raisin' the bar
Full-body wood K, call us rockstars, we gon' swing that bitch like a guitar
Talk 'bout this money 'cause mines together
New Rolls-Royce, it came with the umbrellas
You fuckin' with him, baby, you could do better
I'm godly, come get a lil' slice of Heaven
They know me in Louis, they know me in Rick
I'll buy everything in my size they sellin'
Why the fuck is you n****s keep buyin' jewelry
If you gon' turn around tryna sell it, n***a?
[Interlude]
I ain't gon' lie, I be confused, like I don't understand motherfuckers
I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to stop even tryna understand motherfuckers, though, like
No cap, that shit don't even be none of my business anyway
[Verse 2]
Damn near a thousand horses on the 'Rari truck
Bitch'll fuck around and leave the 'Ghini
I had a loose three racks, I ran in Chanel and bought me some beanies
N****s loafin', hop out sweepin', uh, neck, wrists, ears Fiji
We could go rack for rack, go shot for shot, let's do it
We got plenty
I got my young n***a comin' from Cali, no vacation, he bringin' a bag
No frontin', we cashin' 'em out (Cash), heard you n****s be duckin' y'all tail
You can't play with my name at all (At all), disrespect me, I'll get on your ass
When we find out who on them fake pages, n****s comin' to lay in your grass
I ain't got no time to waste, I spent years of my life in prison
N****s in shit that ain't got shit to do with them
What the fuck happened to mindin' your business?
Lil' bro called me like, "I see dog," why you callin' me, brodie?
Go get him
She got Chanel, then she got a n***a
Man, these hoes don't really be independent
I fuck with Saint, I fuck with Haimov, HD tryna take me to Fevzi
I'm ten million in jewelry, no kizzy (No kizzy)
Shoot the drizzy like Curry, no hesi' (No hesi')
I'm in Dubai, Arabic dial presi'
Say my prayers and count up my blessings (My blessings)
You put me in a booth and I'm walkin'
You put me in the streets and I'm steppin', n***a
[Outro]
Put me in a booth and I'm walkin'
Put me in the streets and I'm steppin'
I pray and I count up my blessings
No half
Tee Grizzley - Lou's Deli (Lyrics)
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🎵 Lyrics:
(Banger)
(Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
I'm just gon' start this bitch from the middle, fuck it
Right here, let's get it
Ayy
[Verse 1]
I can't even lie, bro, I'm one of them ones
They owe me somethin', I got it in blood
Look at this shit that I got out the mud
Look at your bitch steady blowin' me up
I hold this shit down, you know I'm the anchor (The anchor)
That Micro wake up the neighbors (The neighbors)
Know it's the one when you hear that
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger, let's go)
Count up faces, test my patience
I make lil' bro jump out chasin'
Shit in the vacant, we been waitin'
Last n***a swung through this bitch ain't make it
Big n***a and Baltimore Richard on
People thinkin' I play for the Ravens
You ain't gettin' no money, you ain't caught no hat
Bitch, you cannot sit at this table
Rich as fuck, I still'll face somethin'
Bro got yercs, I damn near take one
Who the fuck is that? Lil' bro lift Drac' up
Suck my dick, I'll nut in her makeup (Makeup)
Been in that field, lil' boy, my rank up (Rank up)
What they gon' do with me now? My pape' up (My pape' up)
Gang, I double dare n****s to play tough
Like this button won't fuck they face up
Bro, it ain't shit to provide, this shit really easy, these n****s be makin' it hard
You better stay in the house if you know what's best, my young n****s out in them cars
They ain't got shit for the streets, come get it from me, you know I be raisin' the bar
Full-body wood K, call us rockstars, we gon' swing that bitch like a guitar
Talk 'bout this money 'cause mines together
New Rolls-Royce, it came with the umbrellas
You fuckin' with him, baby, you could do better
I'm godly, come get a lil' slice of Heaven
They know me in Louis, they know me in Rick
I'll buy everything in my size they sellin'
Why the fuck is you n****s keep buyin' jewelry
If you gon' turn around tryna sell it, n***a?
[Interlude]
I ain't gon' lie, I be confused, like I don't understand motherfuckers
I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to stop even tryna understand motherfuckers, though, like
No cap, that shit don't even be none of my business anyway
[Verse 2]
Damn near a thousand horses on the 'Rari truck
Bitch'll fuck around and leave the 'Ghini
I had a loose three racks, I ran in Chanel and bought me some beanies
N****s loafin', hop out sweepin', uh, neck, wrists, ears Fiji
We could go rack for rack, go shot for shot, let's do it
We got plenty
I got my young n***a comin' from Cali, no vacation, he bringin' a bag
No frontin', we cashin' 'em out (Cash), heard you n****s be duckin' y'all tail
You can't play with my name at all (At all), disrespect me, I'll get on your ass
When we find out who on them fake pages, n****s comin' to lay in your grass
I ain't got no time to waste, I spent years of my life in prison
N****s in shit that ain't got shit to do with them
What the fuck happened to mindin' your business?
Lil' bro called me like, "I see dog," why you callin' me, brodie?
Go get him
She got Chanel, then she got a n***a
Man, these hoes don't really be independent
I fuck with Saint, I fuck with Haimov, HD tryna take me to Fevzi
I'm ten million in jewelry, no kizzy (No kizzy)
Shoot the drizzy like Curry, no hesi' (No hesi')
I'm in Dubai, Arabic dial presi'
Say my prayers and count up my blessings (My blessings)
You put me in a booth and I'm walkin'
You put me in the streets and I'm steppin', n***a
[Outro]
Put me in a booth and I'm walkin'
Put me in the streets and I'm steppin'
I pray and I count up my blessings
No half
