Swizzz - Ramble lyrics

SwizZzzz! SwizZzzz!
SwizZzzz!

Heh, and I thought you knew
SwizZzle official, watch what I can do (Heh)
New school era, new school moves
Old school flavor, it's Funk Volume (Hah)
Now I never knew I would grow to be
Something this world has never seen
But with a little bit of trust
And a little bit of will
Out came the monster
Motherfucker let's kill! (Woah)
Now I wanna see how you move to this
Do you work it like a motherfuckin' lunatic?
Or do you shake it like a right hand?
I don't really understand why you can't stand
The last shot girly I'll be down
But it's okay though gimme a little water
I'll be back in the game yo
The rhymes don't stop
Little homie cool it off
If it ain't about money then
Why would you talk? Hey yo! (Hey)
Hey yo! (Hey) hey yo! (Hey)
Hey yo! (Hey) i wanna see you do somethin'
You thought you'd never do (Right)
Hit the floor hurry up! (Ok)
Turn the lights out it's goin' down!
Ma ma make it ramble, make it whack
Make it ramble, make it wh-whack
Ma ma ma ramble ramble
Make it whack, whack, whack, whack! (GO)

Now stop the commotion
SwizZzle's still here
Now let's keep it goin'
(Nah) Party over there
But I prefer it on the West
It's not a coast thing
It's just what I know best (Yup)
Throw it up now, dubs in the sky
Embedded as a code, I'ma rep it till I die!
This man's weird, I mean look at this guy!
(Huh) so much ice he'll make a grown man cry
(What?) we're in a re-session, why even lie?
You're a ostrich, you'll never be fly!
Make it rain that's really not right
I'll snatch your chain and flip your bride!
Zip your pride, homie I does it
I got a little Swayze in me, I'm buzzin'
Let me beat down the beat
Chris Brown the beat, you know how it be!
(Uh, huh) hey yo! (Hey)
Hey yo! (Hey) hey yo! (Hey)
Hey yo! (Hey) i wanna see you do somethin'
You thought you'd never do (Right)
Hit the floor hurry up! (Ok)
Turn the lights out it's goin' down!
Ma ma make it ramble, make it whack
Make it ramble, make it wh-whack
Ma ma ma ramble ramble
Make it whack, whack, whack, whack! (GO)

Now here we go
Back for the 3rd you already know (Yup)
Somethin' like a oven on way too cold!
Black and gold that CEO (What?)
Can't get it, come and fuck with it
Stacks large moms, arsons, and big digit's
I know you've never seen it like that
Turn somethin' from nothin', bake it
Make it from scratch! (yeah)
And scratch these nuts, bitch!
Peep how I look in the cut, bitch!
Get a blunt light it up, bitch!
Get a bottle, get lit, get drunk, bitch!
It's too late to worry you
Your adolescent curfew does not concern me
(Nah) but, your attitude really disturbs me
Now let's hit the flo', I know you heard me!
Hey yo! (Hey) hey yo! (Hey)
Hey yo! (Hey) hey yo! (Hey)
I wanna see you do somethin'
You thought you'd never do (Right)
Hit the floor hurry up! (Ok)
Turn the lights out it's goin' down!
Ma ma make it ramble, make it whack
Make it ramble, make it wh-whack
Ma ma ma ramble ramble
Make it whack, whack, whack, whack! (GO)