Fat Trel - Swishers And Liquor lyrics

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[Hook]

First you get the swishers, second buy the liquor

First you get the swishers, second buy the liquor

First you get the swishers, second buy the liquor

Third buy some of that sticky, most smokers call it sticker (x2)

[Verse 1]

Okay, I'm rolling with my country bitch, feels like I'm on my country shit

Higher than messiah, that fire, that cowabunga pill

Call my nigga krit, sipping liquor in my 86'

See my ring & wrists, shit look like I hit bout' eighty licks

I'm a 90's crazy baby, pussy's what she pays me with

On the corner stalking boo, my bank is what you make of it

Slutty Boyz shit, puffing, bussin, fucking, call it quits

Super bad bitch, pop a pill, then let my man hit

Savage, probably her, and me, and V, and Rabbit

Hands down, man down, all your bitches average

Flashy, my pistol pocket uh my pack nasty

Pass it to my man, and like my bitch? i'll let him have it

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[Verse 2]

Rolling, plus I'm rollin' makes my shit say "slow the motion"

Lobster flow, and aqua dro, smoke an O with oochie

Really I don't fuck with no saddity hoes, loafin'

Love to fuck a criminal but pretty when she's smokin'

Bussa' head, get the bread, spread them legs open

All night stroking, all night pokin'

Trafficking the white, like my packages was something slight

That shit wasn't right, like I might just take a flight tonight

Fuck like it's alright, drinking white like it's okay

Beat that pussy up, and rock, and drop that pussy where it lay

Never sleep where pussy stay, whipping cookies every week

Pushing lima beans, and collard greens, and kilograms a day, ay

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

First you get the swisher, then you get the liquor

Bumping juicy j and project p, I'm on a mission

G-Star denim, fuck them true religions

Man, I'm swimming in my women friend, hope she let me hit again

New York City, living it, whipping in a rental whip

Webster Hall killing it, bitches on my dick again

She say I ain't shit, I pretend like I be listenin'

But really I am not, I just fucked her for some gwap

You should stop, shoot that (inaudible) in you crew if it's true or not

Plus I heard them nigga's hot, I got birdies on your block

Nonstop, ain't no stopping through unless you cop in shop

On the block, and if not, then my partner cock & pop

[Hook]

Thanks to Andy for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to trevor for correcting these lyrics