"Swang" lyrics
Trinidad James & Razor Sharp Dre Lyrics
(It's the Sound)
Been gettin' money, we don't talk a lot
She got a BBL, baby, poke it out
Ten gold chains when I'm walkin' out
Fuck what them other niggas talkin' bout
I don't wanna deal with a cop, cop
RIP Screw, I need chop chop
Chopper go boom, make him cha cha
Nigga put Voes on a drop-top
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Shit get exclusive when I touch down in Houston
I hit Galloria and them girls be choosin'
Picture me losin' you stupid
Nah, I'm like an Astro, a shootin' star
5% tint, we creepin' and crawlin'
My stripper get money, these niggas be stallin'
Gang gang shit, fingers twistin' and thuggin'
You can ask Junior, I been out here buzzin'
Diamond Tester, my grill come from George
That girl pop a Tesla, she come with a charge
Swang through the North, I'm makin' some noise
Slide down Westheimer, racing these toys
These boys act hard, they pullin' your card
Watch for the ops, cause these niggas is fraud
Turn the music down
Bitch, I'm backin' up swangin', I feel like a God
Travis Scott Jordan ones
Kick, flip, Tony Hawk
Them boys sip lean in the parking lot
Them boys too clean in the parking lot
Got the whole team in the parking lot
Make a bitch scream when I'm spinnin' out
Them boys better move when I'm comin' out
Yeah, the paint two tone, I got four screen showin'
That's a real SLAB that I'm talkin' bout, nigga
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
(Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang)
Rick James in his bitch, come freak somethin'
One time for the Pimp, let me see somethin'
Hot dance with a limp, come eat somethin'
If your pussy stay quiet, won't be nothin'
Dancing, not tired
I'm drunk, not quiet
You lit, baby, I'm fried
These edges won't lay to the side
I say dance, all that body in the pants
Damn, girl, I need a ounce like 28 grams
She bussin' like a Draco, baby, God's plan
Pull up with the gang, everybody gon
(Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang)
Been gettin' money, we don't talk a lot
She got a BBL, baby, poke it out
Ten gold chains when I'm walkin' out
Fuck what them other niggas talkin' bout
I don't wanna deal with a cop, cop
RIP Screw, I need chop chop
Chopper go boom, make him cha cha
Nigga put Voes on a drop-top
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Shit get exclusive when I touch down in Houston
I hit Galloria and them girls be choosin'
Picture me losin' you stupid
Nah, I'm like an Astro, a shootin' star
5% tint, we creepin' and crawlin'
My stripper get money, these niggas be stallin'
Gang gang shit, fingers twistin' and thuggin'
You can ask Junior, I been out here buzzin'
Diamond Tester, my grill come from George
That girl pop a Tesla, she come with a charge
Swang through the North, I'm makin' some noise
Slide down Westheimer, racing these toys
These boys act hard, they pullin' your card
Watch for the ops, cause these niggas is fraud
Turn the music down
Bitch, I'm backin' up swangin', I feel like a God
Travis Scott Jordan ones
Kick, flip, Tony Hawk
Them boys sip lean in the parking lot
Them boys too clean in the parking lot
Got the whole team in the parking lot
Make a bitch scream when I'm spinnin' out
Them boys better move when I'm comin' out
Yeah, the paint two tone, I got four screen showin'
That's a real SLAB that I'm talkin' bout, nigga
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
I just you wanna swang through the parking lot
Swang, swang, swang, swang, swang
(Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang)
Rick James in his bitch, come freak somethin'
One time for the Pimp, let me see somethin'
Hot dance with a limp, come eat somethin'
If your pussy stay quiet, won't be nothin'
Dancing, not tired
I'm drunk, not quiet
You lit, baby, I'm fried
These edges won't lay to the side
I say dance, all that body in the pants
Damn, girl, I need a ounce like 28 grams
She bussin' like a Draco, baby, God's plan
Pull up with the gang, everybody gon
(Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang
Swang, swang, swang, swang)
