Crack the Window

Album cover art for "Crack the Window" by Louie Ray

Louie Ray - Rap, Midwest Rap

Crack the Window

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[Verse] I'm standing on my bands, crack the window Standing on my bands, pouring OK Standing on my bands, pouring drank, crack the window Make the news about some shit I had, 'cause I Make the news about some shit, I had an issue Tought her how to suck the [?] pickle I can't jump off of no bitch, that's walking like I'm [?] [?] boys avoid me, got me [?] I'm probably finna get some shit surrounded, hear me wistle I pound town a bitch like Sexyy Redd, I can't be [?] Before I have a new superwoods, I was official Before I had the chance to blow it down, I blew a nickle I'm heating up like [?] I know some people [?] fall apart [?] Know somе people [?] fall apart then rеasemble You can get the job done, you just need the right utensils I'm drop top riding, through some shit that look like Brickle These bullets gon' cut through your ass so easy, look like tissue Nigga [?] shit you on, they can't evict you Nigga, when you stand on that for life, they can't forget you I be on the move, I don't measure what I pour Tryna walk away with 45 racks every show If it was smoke, I be riding with every gun I own That nigga fell off, [?] nigga that's on This bitch I'm with a gangsta, she got shot, that's why she walking funny Still [?] everything I ever bought, never lost the money I should go [?] 29 [?] toss the money It look like somebody dropped the shit, and I just caught the money They asking me what's the cheat code? Like I done bought the money I done let this bitch in the crib, she done saw the money Yeah, nigga, I be talking shit, but really talking money Yeah, nigga [?] money man, but call me walking money Damn, what kind of drank is that? And why it's thick as honey? [?] reason [?] why she acting funny? This bitch got me with so many hoes, 'cause she'll [?] for me I ain't gotta bite this bitch's pussy, she'll atack them for me My watch cost a couple bricks, this bitch worth some money Tool on me everywhere I go, I'm searching for the money You can tell I'm not from round here, 'cause we don't talk the same You be always having complications, we don't talk the same Toss up before I kick the cup, I'm tryna go insane All these diamonds on me sparkeling, it look like pouring rain Niggas know I'm outside everyday, but I enjoy the shade Getting money in this fit for three days straight, I really could've changed

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  • Louie Ray