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letra de shouldn’ta wouldn’ta - louie debauchery

[verse]
see these ships overseas, so we raise the sails
peddle the cures, while you planning to fail (you suck!)
i mean, you making it work, but i’m fixing the scales
when i waltz in the room, the same faces go pale
don’t you know who i be?
i’m don louie d
i just have to speak, and all the prisoners are free (freedom!)
i’m the mvp of the week
every other week, i never need to hear them tapes you dropped, trust me (garbage)
boy you shouldn’ta, and you wouldn’ta (hot trash!)
the fight ain’t even start, ref announce me as the winner
you silly, b, obviously it’s not hard to see
it don’t take four eyes, requires no odyssey
to know i’m flying higher than the flyest be
i stand up too fast and it goes black, is that just me? (is that just me?)
i seriously doubt it, that’s probably fairly normal, and i’d probably be immortal if i wasn’t so nocturnal
terrible taste can even be saved by the prettiest face, and the s-xiest legs (godd-mn)
norah as adorable she is (goofy ass…)
i’m glad i missed her j. cole phase (goofy ass!)
i’m just playing, i’ll always love her regardless
mostly ‘cause she’s funny, but also because she’s flawless (yeah, she’s hot!)
rubbing my hands, ‘cause i’m hyped (i’m torqued right now)
i might get to see her tonight (this evening!)
if we can keep it locked down and our future is tight
i’d really love to make her my wife
but i’ll be honest, it hasn’t always been green pastures
i’ve been in them trenches, with some dastardly b-st-rds
enough of the past, try not to let it bother me
now i’m whooping ass, but that’s just as far as you could see
might do drunk in love remix by myself in karaoke
if that’s weird, you don’t know me very well dude
call up gage, front-to-back he’ll run through all the dookey
i’m cameron frye in the pool, the best part of the movie (golden)
boy you shouldn’ta and you wouldn’ta
i’d ask you to hop on a track, but i know for a fact, you couldn’ta
people smell ass when your mouth is agaping (ew!)
i’m a music/money-class addict, f-ck vaping (f-ck that sh-t)
i’m not scared of satan, or jesus from above
more afraid of what my fellow man is capable of
dilute emergen-c in bong water, i feel invincible
i’m not f-cking with you, it’s a matter of the principle
this next one i’ll preach, till i’m dead or a vegetable
consider what you reading here, brother stay skeptical
you oughtta teach your kids that harmony is attainable
‘less your misconceptions go generational
[outro]
oh you gon‘ f-ck them kids up
for life
it’s all your fault

- louie debauchery

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