Swang

Genres

Urban

Description

Lyrics

“SWANG” C-Mo Dough a.k.a. Correct feat DuReel Fresh & Sean Shyst (Phone Ringing) -Hello -Yo Dough, Whats goody!?! -Whats good, Playboy!?! -Yea, We just landed. -Yall in “Da D”? -Yea you awready now. -Awready Awready, yo sh*t I got a car waitin for you man.. go to B12 -Ight Fresh -Ight bet One (DuReel Fresh- Verse 1) Ol girl say that she be seeing me And I still be movin cool But Im the only young man Ridin big body round school From Arkanas ta Memphis Catch me on any campus No matter what I supply You know its gon be the d@mnist And everytime I see you after that you gon demand it Soon as I see that cash Bet your butches Ima hand it Hop in that big 4-door Big as a U. F. O And vanish Yea this money long we can hit another planet Im in bedddd (Bed) Rubbin on a** and t*ts Circle shape Perfect shit Like Janet was You leave a introduction sh*t We teachin amateur How ta SWANG Vs Been doin this sense 90’s Na yall don’t know how ta Swaang!!! I like when the hips go Swaang!!! She likes when the chain go Swaang!!! Them big bodies whips gon Swaang!!! OOOOOOOOO Swaang!!! I like when the hips go Swaang!!! She likes when the chain go Swaang!!! Them big bodies whips gon Swaang!!! Whoooooooo! Swang!!! (C-Mo Dough- Verse 2) Gucci gold how I cover my feet I get the land and the Rover Why you still in the street? Should have been a maid, how a ni**a handle the sweep If you aint know right now I'm the man right now Got h*es thats spending over Not the night But they send there money over by the end of night You should be like me Always killing the schene So around night-time Another dime piped-down From the land of D And all arcoss the world I been sportin fly shit, plus rings gotta piss Excuse me, I mean my diamonds is yellow Rather be, a John Doe Then a snitch Richard Roe Only way you can counter-the flow Is if they pay for it So you gotta counterthe flow You kno, a G, like me You kno I powder da flo And leave the beat frozed up like a Eskimo From da dope that I split Make a h*e get grip Then get a grip Bet she dont slip Nor trip on my tip/ Gotta clip on my hip Make a muthafucka get-What!!! And the Cadillac Roll Sittin on 4’s Got the bows on the low Never over 4 Roll thru the Grove Sippin Tippin Blowin on dr* Cant a ni$$a F*k wit me Im C-Mo Dough Once had a b*tch Now got a h*e Never been a B*tch Never been a h*e Stay grippin grain Get it understood man I SWANG da lane In dat Candy Thing We Gon SWANG Swaang!!! I like when the hips go Swaang!!! She likes when the chain go Swaang!!! Them big bodies whips gon Swaang!!! OOOOOOOOO Swaang!!! I like when the hips go Swaang!!! She likes when the chain go Swaang!!! Them big bodies whips gon Swaang!!! Whooooooo! Swang!!! (Sean Shyst- Verse 2) I aint gotta spit intro They know the name I aint gotta spit G Cuz they know the game Everywhere I go They kno the name Sayin Hey Papi! Like Hova came I novacaine Im raw coc**ne Guess that means Im the one they gon blame Sittin all clean Sippin on l**n (((Inhale))) Blowin on dr* and h*ze Swisha Dutches Bust it Crushs it Roll and smoke til my eyes cant open Swisha Dutches Bust it Crushs it Roll and smoke til my eyes cant open When my eyes came Still up in the cyver Still kept smoking Dough had h*es with Os that’s rollin And pass the lean like Na Im throw shit Swaang!!! I like when the hips go Swaang!!! She likes when the chain go Swaang!!! Them big bodies whips gon Swaang!!! OOOOOOOOO Swaang!!! I like when the hips go Swaang!!! She likes when the chain go Swaang!!! Them big bodies whips gon Swaang!!! Whooooooo! Swang!!!