Zozeyety - Louis Vuitton

We are the new Zozeyety
Hey, hey, huh huh
Hey, huh, huh rawr rawr rawr
Uh, hit for the one time
Wor', wor', wor' wor' wor'

Cop me a bag, Pharrell
Karma on stacks, for real
I just sell arms, a deal
The paper put me in my feels
Calling us, ah, we here
You think that I shop, I just steal
Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real
For real

Pilly a Polly, no pocket
I can shoot shit like a rocket
He act so pussy like pocket
Paint him in red, told him stop it
I shoot my milly just like I'm retarded
Shinny pellets like a goddess
Pull up on him and he shartted
Rapid-fire like I farted
Oou, oou, oou
Body left his spirit, oou
Pull up on a fuck nigga, coughed with a stick; this sickness, I clear it, oou
She said that I'm crazy how I be shifting, she like how I steer it, oou
She like how I hitting her, both nuts
Told Lil' baby I'm dunkin' like doughnuts, for real
For real?
You know the deal
I gave her the money, she count up a mil'
Her head is so bad, thought she had on some grillz
He talking like stainless, he rusted like steel
Just look at him gushing, he look like a Danimal
I beat it like Caesar, an ape, I'm a animal
She gobble my meat, she look just like a cannibal
Eat that bitch out, thought that she was my Danimal

Cop me a bag, Pharrell
Karma on stacks, for real
I just sell arms, a deal
The paper put me in my feels
Calling us, ah, we here
You think that I shop, I just steal
Call up my bitch and I think that she strapped up, she just like dyke, for real
For real

Written by:
Xavier Lawrence

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