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Swerve

Pimp C

Welcome Home Pimp C: Trill Of Trill

2006

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

Yeah, lets go
Huh swerve on em yeah (Big Swerve)
Yeah, let's go
Big Swerve (ISwerve)
Big Swerve no other, I'm swerving on em me and my lil brother

Rolled by and I chunked up the deuces
Pulled over, then poured up a deuce
(Some drank) thinkin' 'bout, like
Which bitch I can scoot (Ayy, hol' up)
They can

Success is like a drug
I done fucked around and
Hooked up with a boosie plug

They love me now
When I was down they didn't come around
When I was

a track meet
Where the hoes sell pussy on 4th street
Wanna go to war nigga get your money up
These naggers tripping in my city they don't give a fuck
I'm

tryna get paid
Fuck a job get a paycheck everyday
Me and my choppa getting married where my wedding ring
Ar15 by my bitch house
Play some games Tyrann

out the college
Just left Macfarland bout to head to Alberta
Bout to make a few plays bruh you know that I'll serve ya
Mood on Lil Boosie cause we

time
All alone I’m by myself
But
Ima get all of mines
Sorry if I flipped ya cash app
Cause I had to pay fines
I’m that same lil nigga
I’m still missin my

on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you

the crib; fake beard and coat
These boys funny, so goofy
No 50's; Lil' Boosie
Big choppa, Lil' Uzi
I'm raging, y'all love it
Still billing jays with Jayy in

spend twelve dimes
I always end up with nothin
Women they waste my time

You should know by now
What you rooting for
Can't make up your mind though
Betta

A op hit the block We gone spray up his car We from the south we throw 4s on his block We set Out these hoes They get cuffed by the ops Hundred in

the world
Just like I'm Boosie Boo
She said she'll never leave me
She gon say the same to you
Yeah shoutout Lil Stan that's still my Dade County Goon

Say I

that's when they be Tough
See you by their Lonely nodding their head "Wats Up"
Fuck all that. You Coochie
You let a Bitch treat u like the Bitch
You act

think that they grew in there
It's about 3 in there, it's at least 2 in there
Open the oven up I put a few in there
I put a uzi right by the computer

it
Brown liquor in my cup now I'm faded
Couple more hits of the 1882
In my emeralds, barely laced up
Maybe slip a lil bit, on the way up
Plug hit me

I'm Gerald Levert
Got Uzi on the deck
Lil' uzi in the vert
8 ball corner pocket
Lil' Stussy on the shirt
Lil Boosie on the fade
Gold chains got some

YFN lil bitch I'm feeling like lucci
Show me that coochie I'm feeling like boosie
Chop hot leave splatter it come like jacuzzi
Im Tarantino I'm shooting

up
Movin' hoes, by pressin' tab, lil' bitch, I type it up

Rich bitch got cash, and she got a Bentley truck
And these haters runnin' loose, cause my

been in the yo and I aint missing
2 hits back to back this number 3 they say im trippin
4 by 4 all black I hit the gas it got me twitching
Its a bad

they forehead like uzi
Kicked out of class, imma badass like boosie
Keys to the streets like a letter from Lucci
Bitch I ain't no fool
I still do this

two, she know I'm Groovy, that's why she give in
They'll think I'm Bruce Lee by how a nigga been out here kicking shit
Tokyo drift the whip, running from

really want no smoke, Don't be starting no drama
Top flight security now they be Screaming out Vicciii
How they know you round the world You charging 5 for

slippin
Gotta grind just to maintain
On the way to a bag playin Boosie zoomin all up in my lane
Live by it ride it
But I don’t want you to die bout it
If