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Louder by King Libra Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

Hook x2
I need that gas louder
You know my style is louder
Need my music louder
Louder louder
You see how I whip its louder
Groovy like Austin Powers
Need my music louder
Louder louder

Chorus
Louder Louder Louder Louder
Louder Louder Louder Louder
Groovy like Austin Powers
You know my style is louder
Louder Louder Louder Louder

Verse 1
Uh ooo hop out the bed
Lil uzi vert push me to the edge
Uhm yeah
Fuck what you thought
Look at these diamonds I just brought
Uh Oh
She on go
But I won’t tell cause we on the low
Uhm whoa
Look at my wrist on froze
Birds In The Trap yeah I keep them crows
Whoa uh
You don’t know
Jugging it’s just me and my woes
Whoa Yuh
I’m on my vibe
I’m Chilling with my crew and you know that we fine
Thought I was done but that wasn't the case
New kid I'm coming and they run issa race
Got a new girl and she look New New
Got me talking like yoogi hey boo boo
Back on my bullshit again
This beat is going so dumb
I'm with a goddess ménaging
She rub on my privates
I swear man It is never one
Jollies and soda
I gave her something to inhale she gone off the yoda
Saw I was dope now they fuckin with libra
Lil mama hot and ready like little Caesars pizza
Stranger Things yeah I keep them creatures
She sent the addy but I don’t want to meet her
Swae lee said she’s a real crowd pleaser
Dripped in all black like I’m a greaser
A nigga stay fly like I’m peter
Come with the heat you can get ether
Been in the game yeah I’m a senior
She said don’t fucc with lames well I don’t either
Hook x2
I need that gas louder
You know my style is louder
Need my music louder
Louder louder
You see how I whip its louder
Groovy like Austin Powers
Need my music louder
Louder louder

Chorus
Louder Louder Louder Louder
Louder Louder Louder Louder
Groovy like Austin Powers
You know my style is louder
Louder Louder Louder Louder

Verse 2
Feel like Asahd Khaled
Blessed
V ice on my wrist
Flex
Aye
All of yall niggas straight tweak
Young King Libra got a lock on the streets
Only rapper I know
In the 410 that make his own beats
Uh
And a nigga gotta keep his hoes on schedule like every day of the week
Uh
Who the only nigga out in essex crip walking like a nigga snoop
Uh
Niggas don’t want no beef
I run up in yo house
You don't don't want it son
Shawty kind of bad
She want what she can't have
Ooo
That bitch call me daddy
That bitch she a baddie
Death Star we holy
White girls like coca
Shawty going blow me aye
Libra I’m cozy
Trap by my lonely
I keep it on me aye
Niggas they fake and they phoney
Stay with homies
Run with my whoadies
Running the city I’m Tony
She wanna kick it
Talking no goalie
She got them titties like holy moly
Give her the motion
My sound is golden
Know that I’m chosen
Number one token