Текст песни My Swag

[Intro: Big Chief]

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

[Verse 1: Big Chief]

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

[Chorus: Big Chief]

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

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]

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

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I'm juss kiddin but dis 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

[Chorus: Big Chief]

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

[Verse 3: Big Chief]

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

[Chorus: Big Chief]

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