| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| It’s your baby boy Bronsoliño
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| Yeah, yeah
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| (La Musica de Harry Fraud)
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| Yeah
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| Yeah (All my life)
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| The style icon, 'bout to get the dough like taekwon
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| Beat the pythons, when I fuck I like to leave the lights on
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| I’m just a piece of art
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| All these tattoos hidden under bracelets on my right arm
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| Shit, I need some tiger balm, I don’t even like this song
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| Yeah, I skrrt 911s better with that other one
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| Man, these pussies love to run, but they always runner-up
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| I ain’t with that funny stuff, yeah, I’m 'bout that money up
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| Leave 'em sunny up, give 'em tummy tuck
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| Bronson always hit that fucking target, never dummy luck
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| In these fucking streets, you get your collar popped for 20 bucks
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| And I’m just focused on these hoes that’s on the honey nuts
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| I swerve on 'em, skrrt on 'em, swerve on 'em, swerve on 'em
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| High as fuck, your boy almost hit the curb on 'em
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| Swerve on 'em (Yeah, yeah), swerve on 'em, skrrt on 'em (Yeah, yeah)
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| Looking like you need some help (Yeah, yeah), throw a bird on 'em
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| Had a funny feeling you fronting, every time I see you, you phony
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| Bitch, everything Johnny, jabroni, everything gettin' jolly, lil homie
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| Ever since my childhood, I grown to be, astonishing, notice me
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| Just notice me, I make her cream, call me Jodeci
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| Man, I ride like you’re slow to leave, niggas know Flacko Jodye
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| Took a toke, nigga, pour the lean, feeling stomach pains, nausea
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| Had me absent, no notary, no, no, nothing to sober me up
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| Fell asleep, go to sleep, my niggas still asleep, rest in peace
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| Ready or not, here I come, man, I feel like a refugee
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| You just captain, Captain Save-A-Ho, hoes screaming, «Come rescue me»
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| Man, I came for the best, so who claim they the best?
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| Swore she knew what was best for me, when she left, took what’s left of me
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| I swerve on 'em, swerve on 'em
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| Skrrt on 'em, swerve on 'em
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| Swerve on 'em, swerve on 'em
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| Your boy almost hit the curb on 'em
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| Had a funny feeling you fronting, every time I see you, you phony
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| Bitch, everything Johnny, jabroni, everything getting jolly, lil homie
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| Ever since my childhood, I grown to be, astonishing, notice me
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| Just notice me
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| Baby, just notice me
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| I’m in the green Lotus Jeep, try not to go to sleep
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| Don’t let the devil take control of me
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| My eyes closed, but I know where I’m going
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| It started snowing and I started dancing
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| And I started crying, bitch, it’s Johnny Handsome
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| I dive off boats, jump out of planes ass naked
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| Swervin' Maserati trucks in the rain
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| Man, it’s all about the hunger and pain
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| And to this jungle, I came
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| With these drugs all in my lungs and my veins
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| (Had a funny feeling you fronting) You know (Every time I see you,
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| you phony) True
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| (Bitch, everything Johnny, jabroni) Uh (Everything getting jolly, lil homie) Uh
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| (Ever since my childhood, I grown to be, astonishing, so to speak,
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| just notice me)
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| Just notice me, baby, just notice me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Swerve On Em , by - Action Bronson. Song from the album White Bronco, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп