King Louie Nice Slow lyrics

It's a quarter to eight, I'm feeling great
I'm in my straight A cruising the streets
I'm smoking dough with the bros and some hoes
And we rolling on E
That pole up, heaven is sleepy
Throw me, have a nigga tweaking
We get bands and bands, more bands
In place you ain't never been, all my niggas know it's real
I say

Always smoke it loud, ain't I quiet
Catch it up and light it then we hit them off, ain't that a bitch
I just wanna count bands smoked up
And the kush I smoke so strong
It'll make a nigga cough, long gone
Baby, I just wanna get bands smoke up

In foreign cars riding around town
Gucci, Louis down, smoking out the pound
If your bitch bad I might drive
Chose my shots, invite her over, do the motherfucker up
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 KING, about my Benjy
LP, blow pow, bitch, I smoke plenty
I'm so MOB, a bitch won't get any
THING from me, you niggas stay squarer than Gandhi
Around but it on me, your bitch on me, horny

Always smoke it loud, ain't I quiet
Catch it up and light it then we hit them off, ain't that a bitch
I just wanna count bands smoked up
And the kush I smoke so strong
It'll make a nigga cough, long gone
Baby, I just wanna get bands smoke up

Now tell me why the fuck you smoking Benjy
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