Touché Lou Phelps
"Touché" by Lou Phelps, released in 2017, is a hip-hop track that explores themes of resilience, self-confidence, and personal growth. The lyrics reflect a journey of overcoming challenges and celebrating individuality. Unique elements include smooth beats and catchy hooks, contributing to its laid-back vibe. The song resonates with youth culture, emphasizing empowerment. #HipHop
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Touché (Touch')
Baby, go on, pour up the D'USSÉ (Pour up the D'USS')
Side piece lookin' like Fousheé (Foush')
Big Lou top of the food chain (Top of the food chain)
What? What did you say?
I don't give a **** 'bout your two cents (Yeah)
Gettin' niggas mad in my new Benz (Okay)
I don't follow niggas, I don't do trends, nah (Okay)
Keep it pushin'
Two-tone Rollie, no time for the bullshit
911, South Beach in Miami
Stand-up guy, I'ma keep it in the family
Keep it a hunnid (What?)
Block is hot and it feel like hunnid (It feel like a hunnid)
Keep it a hunnid (Yeah)
What would you do for the love of the money? Yeah (For the love of the money)
[Verse]
I'm not usually upset
But these niggas tried me so it's bloodshed
My mama knew I was gonna break hearts
My bank account lookin' like I broke banks
My credit card, same colour Akon
New whip, shawty, this a big toy
This here sound like a theme song
This here 'bout to be your ringtone, uh
I grew up on Yeezy
I was raised by the TV
Lemme put my shades on
So the niggas can't see me
Ex-bitch out here wildin', uh
New bitch all on my privates
Slave masters in my wallet
You can't sit with us, the plane private
Oh, what a surprise, it happens all the time
She only want my dollars, it's a new era, no cap
La-di-da-di-da, I'm waitin' at the top
I came to fuck the game up
Then you can have it back
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Touché (Touch')
Baby, go on, pour up the D'USSÉ (Pour up the D'USS')
Side piece lookin' like Fousheé (Foush')
Big Lou top of the food chain (Top of the food chain)
What? What did you say?
I don't give a **** 'bout your two cents (Yeah)
Gettin' niggas mad in my new Benz (Okay)
I don't follow niggas, I don't do trends, nah (Okay)
Keep it pushin'
Two-tone Rollie, no time for the bullshit
911, South Beach in Miami
Stand-up guy, I'ma keep it in the family
Keep it a hunnid (What?)
Block is hot and it feel like hunnid (It feel like a hunnid)
Keep it a hunnid (Yeah)
What would you do for the love of the money? Yeah (For the love of the money)
[Verse]
I'm not usually upset
But these niggas tried me so it's bloodshed
My mama knew I was gonna break hearts
My bank account lookin' like I broke banks
My credit card, same colour Akon
New whip, shawty, this a big toy
This here sound like a theme song
This here 'bout to be your ringtone, uh
I grew up on Yeezy
I was raised by the TV
Lemme put my shades on
So the niggas can't see me
Ex-bitch out here wildin', uh
New bitch all on my privates
Slave masters in my wallet
You can't sit with us, the plane private
Oh, what a surprise, it happens all the time
She only want my dollars, it's a new era, no cap
La-di-da-di-da, I'm waitin' at the top
I came to fuck the game up
Then you can have it back
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