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in the building) This right here is my swag All the girls are on me, damn Every-body pay attention This right here is my pretty boy swag (aye!)
grands on the Louie luggage check the bags Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag Check my swag
Yeah Darkchild! Shawty you can kiss my swag Hello, hello, hello, mwah! Hello, hello, hello, hello Everybody riding shotgun, scared to play
This it right here homie! 7 8 7 haha! They told me to get my swag up! Blood raw is that you? I dun see no other way Ah OK Bro Na what I'm
This it right here homie! 7 8 7 haha! They told me to get my swag up! Blood raw is dat you? I dun see no other way Ahh Okay Bro Na wat I'm talkin
Need put a little swag in your sex, swag in your sex Put a little swag in your sex, swag in your sex And that's how you keep her from becoming your
you fall? Swag, swag, swag, swag Tina perm your fucking weave Eat my ass, lick my balls Bitch I'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham
an out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah All you gotta do is swag All you gotta do is swag All you gotta do is swag, swag, swag, yeah All you
[Repeat: x2] Man I got that swag My hat matches my bag you know I'm poppin tags 'Cause man I got dat swag I swag wen I surf Now watch me
off Atlanta representers and we're given the yonk And be better this cars and the swap in the squad Swag 'em with the lamers fuck what they laughin'
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin' She the type don't never ever ask for nothing She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin' She the type
Purple drink, I still sip, purple weed blunt still lit Real nigga, real bitch, purple swag, that trill shit Them candy cars, I'm coming down, that paint
[Chorus] So where your swag at? Huh? You swagged out (yeah) You got these hoes walkin 'round with they ass out, (damn!) Can you see the shittin
the tags Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
turn off your swag and check your vain from your lengths to your tense get down but whatever you do hey don't funk with my groove whatever you
I'm ridin' wit my box And I gotta keep her brand new Brand new gucci sandals and she got the bag too Yea I got a swag but she got a swag too Brand
Hopped up out the bed turn my swag on Took a look in the mirror said what's up? Yeah, I'm getting money, oh Hopped up out the bed turn my swag
My head is clear I'm so surviving Cause you're not here But I'm not crying, no I finally got my swag back So I don't need that broken heart
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em hopped up out the bed turn my swag on Took a look in the mirror said what's up Yeah I'm getting money oh Hopped up out
the world They keep callin? me, they call me Paparazzi, they be follow me, they all be Hopin? that they get a shot of me It's my swag, they wonder what's so
kiss, your skin my lips with my swag I'll slowed you if I stop inside of your heart And rejoice, let your love free, let your body rejoice, oh let your
you won't get preg'nont I pull that bastard out myself, on some real nigga shit I trap, you suck, and the world fucking spins Swag swag swag swag
and(go head) G-G-G-go G-G-G-go G-G-G-go G-G-G-go head and(go head) G-G-G-go G-G-G-go head and(go head) G-G-G-go G-G-G-go head turn my swag on (turn my
nigga rich coolin', coolin' The swag so sick make the neighbor tryin' clone it The swag so sick make the neighbor tryin' clone it I get money
a plenty of swag [Chorus] One foot, two foot, slew foot, drag Swing your honey to the Sugarfoot Rag Dig a little jig with a zig and a zag And listen