Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Swag (feat. Jim Jones), artist - Big Chief
Date of issue: 10.11.2008
Song language: English
My Swag (feat. Jim Jones) |
Aye, Don Chief baby, Eat Greedy Boyz man |
We wanna juss let deez boyz know, you know |
I think dey like our swag man, you said |
I dew it fa da hood, I dew it fa da streets |
Dem Get Money Boyz, 7 dayz of da week |
She lookin at my chains, she know dat I’m a balla |
If I hit her 1 time, I might not call her |
Wrist game thoed, neck game nice |
Gold grill shinin, imagine da price |
Feet game raw, straight from tha swamps |
Cool if Versace wit it, pocket got da mumps |
Don Chief baby, no one flya |
26 baby and I’m bout ta retire |
Grounds round my neck, symbolize money |
Ridin threw da city like everythang funny |
Chewin on my stick, people ask why |
Tailor made lynon got me lookin real fly |
Talk real slick, summin like a pimp |
Da world mind baby, put my name on a blimp |
I set up in tha club, ride on 24's |
Hoes look and stare at tha automatic doors |
I thank she like my swag, I thank she like my swag |
I thank she like my swag dawg, I thank she like my swag |
I pull up in da club, boyz show me love |
Tha gangstaz, tha thugs, tha crips and da bloods |
I thank dey like my swag, I thank dey like my swag |
I thank dey like my swag dawg, I thank dey like my swag |
If she like my swag, she thinks I like ta brag |
I think she like my pinky ice and all a nigga’s splash |
Play my game flat, put her on smash |
Poured her champagne, told em put it on my tab |
Itz all about da cash, splash, his Benz we be drivin |
Wit 200 on tha dash, man I meant we be flyin |
Stable 4 engine, but it soundin like I’m lyin |
If I say da way I’m livin might be soundin like I’m lyin |
Like summer time, I ain’t know cars came wit roofs |
All da time they have me thinkin dat Mars was my roof |
I’m juss kiddin but this shit is juss ridiculous |
Da horses on da whip, dat mean da shit gon' gitty up (rollin da horse) |
Cuz he, know dem Greedy Boyz droppin cash at tha dealer |
Pill off tha speedy tours, pill off tha ceilin boy |
Let tha breeze come threw and make ya jeans come 2 |
I set up in tha club, ride on 24's |
Hoes look and stare at tha automatic doors |
I thank she like my swag, I thank she like my swag |
I thank she like my swag dawg, I thank she like my swag |
I pull up in da club, boyz show me love |
Tha gangstaz, tha thugs, tha crips and da bloods |
I thank dey like my swag, I thank dey like my swag |
I thank dey like my swag dawg, I thank dey like my swag |
Louie V baby, all on my feet |
$ 700 shades you should get like me |
Get like me, datz gon' run you sum thousands |
Black Mazarati in da hood man I’m wildin |
Keep me a winner, I’m in tinted all time |
I ain’t worryin bout yourz, don’t you worry bout mine |
I push hot wheels, drive real fast |
Shop everyday so I blow alotta cash |
Don’t get it twisted doe, I keep dat heat |
I’m a real cool dude, real killaz don’t speak |
You a lame homie, check out tha chains on me |
Like dat boy Tuck said baby, «Not A Stain On Me» |
I kick it with tha real, I’m as live as dey come |
When I roll threw ya city you gon' ask where I’m from |
And guess what I say, I’m D-Town's best |
I ride threw da hood like a $ on my chest |
I set up in tha club, ride on 24's |
Hoes look and stare at tha automatic doors |
I thank she like my swag, I thank she like my swag |
I thank she like my swag dawg, I thank she like my swag |
I pull up in da club, boyz show me love |
Tha gangstaz, tha thugs, tha crips and da bloods |
I thank dey like my swag, I thank dey like my swag |
I thank dey like my swag dawg, I thank dey like my swag |