Swag Lyrics
| Song | Swag |
| Artist | David Banner |
| Album | 最新热歌慢摇27 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that's all these kids see | |
| That's the only thing they hear then that's the only thing they'll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us \"nigga\" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| I am no preacher, bitch I'm a teacher | |
| More like a thinker, dreamer, believer – pick one | |
| A thousand albums came out last year and I ain't get one | |
| Cause these boys looking like man-tan | |
| I make hits like Grand Slam | |
| Never had a problem keeping up | |
| These boys' songs sound weak as fuck | |
| I ain't thinking 'bout easing up, I'm going hard | |
| Till my lease is up and my time will be creeping up | |
| It's only right that I tell 'em (tell 'em) | |
| Don't buy into everything that these rappers are selling (selling) | |
| Thinking that they winning but really these niggas failin' | |
| Your people and they need to feed evil to the streets who made you | |
| Raised you on great food | |
| My Mama didn't raise no dummy | |
| I'll never let a motherfucker think for me | |
| Tell the bitch that it's 'bout to get ugly | |
| 'Bout to hit the game harder than some rugby | |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that's all these kids see | |
| That's the only thing they hear then that's the only thing they'll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us \"nigga\" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| Is anybody on the next level with me? | |
| I'm hearing niggas dissing God, y'all think it's witty | |
| I ain't laughing, we don't play in Mississippi | |
| Even when I was broke, selling my soul wasn't tempting | |
| Let a white cop shoot a black kid | |
| You'll see a few tweets, that's it | |
| He'll march for a minute, that's it | |
| Get a new outfit and a dance like this: | |
| Cook! Swag! (Woo!) Cook! Swag! (Woo!) | |
| Black kid dead and ain't nobody mad | |
| They won't speak the truth, these niggas been scared | |
| Call my flow the pudding, the proof's in there | |
| I say the shit they say I shouldn't, I ain't never cared | |
| I been everywhere, took game spit it and left it there | |
| I brought a couple of slugs to yo hood, pray I don't leave 'em there | |
| I hope that you don't give me a reason, double dare | |
| I'm hard to scare, I'm what they fear, a black planet | |
| Startin' here | |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that's all these kids see | |
| That's the only thing they hear then that's the only thing they'll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us \"nigga\" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that' s all these kids see | |
| That' s the only thing they hear then that' s the only thing they' ll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us " nigga" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| I am no preacher, bitch I' m a teacher | |
| More like a thinker, dreamer, believer pick one | |
| A thousand albums came out last year and I ain' t get one | |
| Cause these boys looking like mantan | |
| I make hits like Grand Slam | |
| Never had a problem keeping up | |
| These boys' songs sound weak as fuck | |
| I ain' t thinking ' bout easing up, I' m going hard | |
| Till my lease is up and my time will be creeping up | |
| It' s only right that I tell ' em tell ' em | |
| Don' t buy into everything that these rappers are selling selling | |
| Thinking that they winning but really these niggas failin' | |
| Your people and they need to feed evil to the streets who made you | |
| Raised you on great food | |
| My Mama didn' t raise no dummy | |
| I' ll never let a motherfucker think for me | |
| Tell the bitch that it' s ' bout to get ugly | |
| ' Bout to hit the game harder than some rugby | |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that' s all these kids see | |
| That' s the only thing they hear then that' s the only thing they' ll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us " nigga" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| Is anybody on the next level with me? | |
| I' m hearing niggas dissing God, y' all think it' s witty | |
| I ain' t laughing, we don' t play in Mississippi | |
| Even when I was broke, selling my soul wasn' t tempting | |
| Let a white cop shoot a black kid | |
| You' ll see a few tweets, that' s it | |
| He' ll march for a minute, that' s it | |
| Get a new outfit and a dance like this: | |
| Cook! Swag! Woo! Cook! Swag! Woo! | |
| Black kid dead and ain' t nobody mad | |
| They won' t speak the truth, these niggas been scared | |
| Call my flow the pudding, the proof' s in there | |
| I say the shit they say I shouldn' t, I ain' t never cared | |
| I been everywhere, took game spit it and left it there | |
| I brought a couple of slugs to yo hood, pray I don' t leave ' em there | |
| I hope that you don' t give me a reason, double dare | |
| I' m hard to scare, I' m what they fear, a black planet | |
| Startin' here | |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that' s all these kids see | |
| That' s the only thing they hear then that' s the only thing they' ll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us " nigga" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that' s all these kids see | |
| That' s the only thing they hear then that' s the only thing they' ll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us " nigga" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| I am no preacher, bitch I' m a teacher | |
| More like a thinker, dreamer, believer pick one | |
| A thousand albums came out last year and I ain' t get one | |
| Cause these boys looking like mantan | |
| I make hits like Grand Slam | |
| Never had a problem keeping up | |
| These boys' songs sound weak as fuck | |
| I ain' t thinking ' bout easing up, I' m going hard | |
| Till my lease is up and my time will be creeping up | |
| It' s only right that I tell ' em tell ' em | |
| Don' t buy into everything that these rappers are selling selling | |
| Thinking that they winning but really these niggas failin' | |
| Your people and they need to feed evil to the streets who made you | |
| Raised you on great food | |
| My Mama didn' t raise no dummy | |
| I' ll never let a motherfucker think for me | |
| Tell the bitch that it' s ' bout to get ugly | |
| ' Bout to hit the game harder than some rugby | |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that' s all these kids see | |
| That' s the only thing they hear then that' s the only thing they' ll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us " nigga" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| Is anybody on the next level with me? | |
| I' m hearing niggas dissing God, y' all think it' s witty | |
| I ain' t laughing, we don' t play in Mississippi | |
| Even when I was broke, selling my soul wasn' t tempting | |
| Let a white cop shoot a black kid | |
| You' ll see a few tweets, that' s it | |
| He' ll march for a minute, that' s it | |
| Get a new outfit and a dance like this: | |
| Cook! Swag! Woo! Cook! Swag! Woo! | |
| Black kid dead and ain' t nobody mad | |
| They won' t speak the truth, these niggas been scared | |
| Call my flow the pudding, the proof' s in there | |
| I say the shit they say I shouldn' t, I ain' t never cared | |
| I been everywhere, took game spit it and left it there | |
| I brought a couple of slugs to yo hood, pray I don' t leave ' em there | |
| I hope that you don' t give me a reason, double dare | |
| I' m hard to scare, I' m what they fear, a black planet | |
| Startin' here | |
| Everybody in my city pushing keys and that' s all these kids see | |
| That' s the only thing they hear then that' s the only thing they' ll be, | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag | |
| The homies is busting slugs, the women is shaking ass | |
| The white girls call us " nigga" and we just sit back and laugh | |
| And call it swag, swag, swag | |
| We call it swag, swag, swag |
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