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Lyricist: Xzibit
| Song: | Louis XIII |  
| Album: | Napalm | Genres: | Rap |  
| Year: |  | Length: | 163 sec |  Lyrics: 
 Never has it been so brightGotta tail bitches, get outta my sight
 Bitch, you blocking my light
 I'm in Vegas front seat at the fight
 I'm a alcoholic so you know I'm getting it right
 Louis the 13th
 Hennessy black when I'm thirsty
 I like my liquor dark milk chocolate Hershey)
 But first we
 Gotta bang loose for the niggas that's been waiting on it
 Patiently debating, even hating on it, bitch
 I started this gangsta shit
 House shoes and the shotgun, check the pinks)
 The hangover is over, Tila created the lynx
 (So tell the whole world to suck my dick, real shit
 The addiction that you can't deny
 Twelve steps to recovery, or else you die)
 Yeah, this is for you and I
 Fly, pelican, fly
 Fuck trying to get by
 Or we can put that bullshit aside and kill 'em
 L-B Cool S
 Put a [?] out in Sweden out in [?]
 So what makes a motherfucker so damn fresh?
 We on the coast, yeah, you know to the left
 Louie the 13
 Back down original, pack-town originiator
 I'm full of 40's like the g-thang refrigiator
 Getting paper with my neighbor like that Clippers and the Lakers
 Drinking Jac' next to Jack, courtside at the Staples
 Affiliation is vital for survival, we rolling
 [?] pull it up with a million bucks
 (And I'm feeling like a million bucks
 A all-star nigga still in shucks
 Louis the 13th
 You can say what you say, just spell [?] right
 Still got a lot of Louie's leftover from last night
 We alcoholic minded, DJ rewind it
 Bitches in liquor, we only fuck with the finest
 King-T your higness
 I'm timeless, y'all niggas is spineless
 Drinking everything on the wine list
 So yeah, nigga, come and catch this fade
 Or break bread and we can all get paid
 Louis the 13th
 I got 14 courts, all sorts of imports
 Don't fuck with Xzibit, I will crush your frame
 Say my name, I will hunt you down like Saddam Hussein
 I'm crown royal
 Coming out the comptown soil
 Niggas in the kingdom stay loyal
 It's the old English, linguist, distinguished genius
 Always got a cup in my hand
 Louis the 13th
 Let's have a conversation on my present situation
 I don't need to be a star, I got my own constellation
 Professional inebriation, we having a celebration
 A live nation and heavy rotation
 Patience
 Hold more information than a free mason
 It's a secret society, never try sobriety
 SS Bugatti, live with the Illuminati
 picking up the bodies
 We crash the party
 and Harley's mixed with Bacardi
 Man, fuck everybody
 
 
		
		
	
 
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