Lyrics King Louie – Nice Slow
Text:
It’s a quarter to eight, I’m feeling great
I’m in my straight A cruising the streets
I’m smoking dope with the bros and some hoes
And we rolling on E
Shroomies, have a nigga tweaking
We get bands and bands, more bands
In place you ain’t never been,
All my niggas know it’s win
I say
Always smoke it loud, ain’t I quiet
Catch an Opper Lacking and we hit him up, ain’t that a bitch
I just wanna count bands and smoke dope
And the kush I smoke so strong
It’ll make a nigga cough, long gone
Baby, I just wanna get bands and smoke dope
In foreign cars riding around town
Gucci, Louis down, smoking out the pound
If your bitch bad I might drive
Chose my shot, invite her over, to do the motherfucker huh
I, I wanna do something freaky to you, babe
Don’t think she heard me
I wanna do something freaky to you, babe
They call me K-I-N-G, (Louie) I’m bout my Benjis
LP, Loud Pack, bitch, I smoke plenty
I’m so M-O-B, a bitch won’t get any
T-H-I-N-G from me,
You niggas stay squarer than Gumbi
I’m riding with it on me
Your bitch on me, horny
Always smoke it loud, ain’t I quiet
Catch an Opper Lacking and we hit him up, ain’t that a bitch
I just wanna count bands and smoke dope
And the kush I smoke so strong
It’ll make a nigga cough, long gone
Baby, I just wanna get bands and smoke dope
Now tell me why the fuck you smoking Reggies?
(It’s 2013 man cut that out)
No 80, four plus three, we just roll 93
No 80, four plus three, we just roll 93
No 80, four plus three, we just roll 93
