Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Got Swag, artist - 50 Cent. Album song Before I Self-Destruct, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath, Interscope, Shady Records
Song language: English
I Got Swag |
I don’t really think she want me back then, she want me now |
She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend, she like my style |
I got swag now, I got paper, I’m rolling in the dough, I’m caked up |
I got swag now, I got paper, I’m swimming in the dough, I’m caked up |
I was a real bum now I’m really rich, kid |
I come through the hood in some really, really sick shit |
The Rolls, the roof gone, your flows, they’re lukewarm |
It’s why you’re not me; |
nah-nah-nah-nah-nah |
She like the kid, my lifestyle what she wanting |
Bottle after bottle by the bar, I be stunting |
It’s Gucci this, Gucci that, Gucci hat |
Big doofy gat, hit you in your kufi hat |
You know me, I told your ass in '03 «Get Rich or Die» |
G-5 I fly, write my name in the sky |
Pick an island on the map, I been to it |
Shorty wanna try anal, her friends do it |
Wrists rocked up shining, flawless diamonds |
You could hardly see the face on my Audemar time and |
On that J.T. |
shit, me I’m bringing sexy back |
Louis belt wrapped around right where the TEC be at |
Getting paper’s my objective, yup, now your chain gone |
One false move and clap, now your brain’s gone |
You like me, you aight with me; |
me? |
I’m into me |
I destroy my enemies even if they’re kin to me |
Do 'em like the Kennedy’s, ching-ching that’s mo' bread |
Say something slick out your mouth I’ll come for your head |
She likes me more than you can imagine |
Bad bitch, look like she fell up out a pageant |
Closest I’mma get to heaven in this lifetime |
Is right below her waist in between her thighs |
Call her Pussycat, that’s my nickname for her |
And I ain’t got to buy shit or run game on her |
See when I stunt she stunt, we stunt together |
Oh, you don’t like how that sound? |
Aw nigga whatever |
We both rock Bugarri, both push Ferrari’s |
I go so hard in the paint, I’m sorry |
You want me? |
I want you — plug one? |
Plug two |
I’m infinitely special, girl |
The Lord’s gonna bless you if you do what I tell you to do |
You want me? |
I want you — you want a Benz? |
I’ll buy two |
You should want me like you want success |
Girl, with us together we’ll be better than the best |
Why settle for less? |