Terry F, DC - Swag...Swag lyrics

Swag, swag, through it in the bag
It don't even matter
Bitch we steady popping tags
Brown paper bag, full of that yak
When we hit the club
Now we swagging to the max
Swag, swag, through it in the bag
It don't even matter
Bitch we steady popping tags
Brown paper bag, full of that yak
When we hit the club
Now we swagging to the max

It's our time to shine, you better get a deal
You was balling now you not
You Shaquille O' Neal got so much swag
Don't know what to do with it
I might take some swag and let you get it
Take some money out the bag
And let you spend it
Shit, you act like you know
What to do with it
Do shows, get paid, that's our only mission
Take the profit and
Split it within our division
I got that X, like multiplication
Then she added sex, that equals greatness
I get her twisted when we
Hang like a dreadlock
Rolling Fruity Pebble's
Then we go and make the bed rock

Power drive the pussy, reason why she ran
Cause, I bust through her walls
Like the Kool-Aid man talking so much swag
The shit you can't stand
Bitch I'm too damn fly, I'm allergic to land
Boy we too damn raw, we ain't rapping trash
Cause we drop fire shit like the devil's ass
Nigga you in last, you ain't got this one
Unbelievable, like seeing bra's and
Panties on nuns do this shit for the fun
Do it big like a ton
Wreck the pussy then I leave
Call that hit and run
So the reason why we the shit
Cause we put in work dog
The reason why y'all spit
Cause you're a jerk off