| Who’s thick?
|
| Swollen… la-la-la-la
|
| Yeah, the pockets fat
|
| Swollen… la-la-la-la
|
| The beats bang
|
| Swollen… la-la-la-la
|
| Look at that, see that ass
|
| Swollen… la-la-la-la
|
| Pump, pump, pump, pump it up, but don’t turn us down
|
| New Shit!
|
| Swollen… new sheriff’s in town
|
| Bout to show you something brand new
|
| I ain’t fronting but there ain’t nothing I can’t do
|
| Listen man I’m telling you, you can too
|
| Man you got no idea what the heck it took to get me here
|
| I’m talking big hockey bags dragged back and forth
|
| Bring it down South and get more from back up North
|
| So I can stack up more and? |
| with force
|
| 26 inch rims, Cadillac of course
|
| Now that I’m single this shit takes practice
|
| Everyday a new attractive actress on my mattress
|
| Stress relief, I’m a basket case
|
| Give me a six-pack breast implants and a plastic face
|
| Ass banging with them stupid thighs
|
| I like my girls petite and super sized
|
| I got love man that shit’s real
|
| I just got to take a few more laps around the field
|
| You bout to know me in a big way
|
| Yo, it’s Moka Only, the name that all the kids say
|
| Hey, I hope you know the game is in for a change
|
| You love me cause I’m always known to spit strange
|
| I get strange with it plus I get change
|
| Enough to cop the H2 and the Range
|
| Player I don’t hate you or the game
|
| Y’all hate yourself because you play the same
|
| I mean fuck around its time to change the rules up
|
| Y’all can still move your ass we got the new stuff
|
| It’s evidence on the track you know the crew, what?
|
| Swollen super extra like my new truck
|
| The 26 inch spinners the don’t rub
|
| Making all the jaws drop outside the club
|
| I know you want to sing along do it up
|
| But you got to spread the word tell them who you love
|
| The crew is called Swollen, remember the name
|
| The heat that we holding, the Members spit flames
|
| Yo its unfair to put us in the same class
|
| Before the ice melts I drain the whole glass
|
| Nothing but fumes are left, I’m off and half-cocked talking under my breath
|
| Girls in the bathroom perfuming their chest
|
| So when they walk through the club «damn she’s fresh»
|
| They shit off the wall like zero gravity
|
| We hit you all we don’t spare no casualties
|
| Glasses clink, asses shake some chick wearing pink rocking boots made of snake
|
| Cop this disc and tell the disc jock to let this rock til its two on his wrist
|
| watch
|
| There’s a new sheriff in town, don’t make my pistol whistle like sweet Georgia
|
| Brown
|
| We got this song stuck in your ear
|
| With the sound so original there’s nothing to clear |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Remember The Name , by - Swollen Members. Song from the album Heavy Instrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп