"Swing My Door" lyrics

Sonny Digital
LoLife Blacc, keep a gun on his waist
Sell a bomb where you stay at
We ain't playin' 'round my way
Havin' bags! Bags! Bags!

We sellin' bags; We'll pull up, where you stay at
Keep a gun on yo' waist
We trappin' bags; We'll sell it, where you stay at
We trappin' bags 'round my way
Swing my do', swing my do'
They swing my do', they swing my do'
They trappin' bags, where we stay at
Swing my do', swing my do'
They swing my do', they swing my do'
They trappin' bales, where you stay at

I keep a gun on my waist, I sell a bale in tha' A
Throw away .38, I picked- the shell, I beat the case
I'll serve you what you want, I'll weigh you up right on a clock
We got choppa's, we got 9's, 'pocket rockets' and a Glock
30 Dimayar bags, distributin' drugs; Longway; Guapo da Plug
Sellin' bales, for a check stub; Serve a dyke a 'dub'
Gas bags, vacuum seal, yeah; And we gon' load 'em with pills
Micheal Phelps, all on my wrist; Make a brick come back like piss
Tilapia -favorite dish; Produce up out a brick
Melle Mel, roll my bitch; And we extended the clip
Givenchy shoes, Forgi' kit, pull up with the shit
Scalin it, sellin' it, mailin' it in the kitchen; Break down mitts
They swing my do', I'm trippin', I'm movin', I'm flippin'
Tryna' sell a nick'
Dirty Harry .44, John Dillinger; Nigga be killin' it
Cook up a brick in a skillet; White cocaine, we cut it
Price so low, we up it; Droppin' it off in a bucket
Longway, bitch!

We sellin' bags; We'll pull up, where you stay at
Keep a gun on yo' waist
We trappin' bags; We'll sell it, where you stay at
We trappin' bags 'round my way
Swing my do', swing my do'
They swing my do', they swing my do'
They trappin' bags, where we stay at
Swing my do', swing my do'
They swing my do', they swing my do'
They trappin' bales, where you stay at

A hundred bales on the way, to where you stay at
UPS just dropped the box, it's headed at the do' mat [*doot*]
Ring the do' bell; We ain't askin', "where yo' hoe at?"
Boys hot servin', like they caught a fuckin' LoJack
Collective took a fire; Deliver like I'm Dominos
Layin' up with a bankroll; I ain't layin' up, with no broke hoe
A lot of money, servin' pounds or using ammunition
Won't hesitate to take 'em off, bitch! I don't need no permission...
Choppa's and extensions, layin' low- right in the dishes
I love the way of life; it's Money, Pounds and Ammunition
They swing my do', they swing my do'
The J's want the '2-for-4'; They buyin' 'boulders'
Scratchin' like they Pooka, itchin' screamin "I need mo'!"
She ona' glass dick; Same thang? You layin' up wit' a broke bitch
Swing my do', she swing my do'; She want that dope dick
Break a nick' up off a brick, they finger fuck the kit
MC Hammer with the wisk, I might 'Juug' a brick (Juug!)
Longway! Bitch!

We sellin' bags; We'll pull up, where you stay at
Keep a gun on yo' waist
We trappin' bags; We'll sell it, where you stay at
We trappin' bags 'round my way
Swing my do', swing my do'
They swing my do', they swing my do'
They trappin' bags, where we stay at
Swing my do', swing my do'
They swing my do', they swing my do'
They trappin' bales, where you stay at