Billy Cook - Peepin My Swagger lyrics

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(feat. B.T.)

[talking:]

Yeah what it do peoples, listen up

This your boy Billy Cook Supastar, the truth in the booth

R&B legend down South, the Iverson of R&B baby

[Hook:]

Shorty peeping my swagger, in the V.I.P.

I'm a down South playa, with the name cock deep

Certified game, I'm known like a king

I'm smooth, with the ladies you know

She loving my swagger, in the V.I.P.

I'm a down South playa, with the name cock deep

Certified game, I'm known like a king

I spit game, like a true you know

[Billy Cook:]

I came through the do', and I said it befo'

I'm a certified ladies man, some'ing like a pro

I'm some'ing like Biggie Smalls, rock em short like I'm tall

Tongue ring belly chain, she love it when a playa call

Game spitter she don't care, we can do it anywhere

In the car with your peers, baby let down your hair

36-24-42, perfect size

Hypnotic green eyes, know what a playa like

Big hips, big lips fast cars

Get in girl peep game, I'm a star

Boss playa overseas, bank accounts large amounts

Gotta get it how I live, baby no doubt

[Hook]

[B.T.:]

Mama let me give you a visual, flying coast to coast

Post to post, look boo I'm a thoed individual

I could cross the waters and the ocean, just to get to you

Victoria Secret in the sand, I can picture you

Shorty got them waves, that can make a nigga sprung

But I'm not a sucker for love, so I can't get hung

And I got a lot of thug love, so come get some

Ain't this the way, you like it yeah

Now I got you wishing, at the same time kissing

Mama sit down and just listen, this is what you like

Then she started flipping, and she getting and she stripping and

She saying, B.M.G. that's your click that's right

Now, let me see you get nasty

Low to the flo', till your knees get ashy

Say Billy, she classy

She screaming B.M.G., everytime she pass me

[Hook]

[Billy Cook:]

Baby girl you got me saying ooh-la, wee-wee m-hm

Yo a masterpiece for real, shorty hmmm

Let me put it in your life, cause Billy Cook got skills

Bust a shot of Patrone, let you know that I'm real

Don't talk just listen, let me give it to you slow

In and out real smooth, make you feel it in your toes

Sing into my microphone, just don't bite it

Put that bubble in the air, girl just the way I like it

Back to gangsta loving, baby how you love that

B.M.G. 1965, you know I rock that

Get your swagger on, get your swagger on

Bring that bubble over here to daddy, and get your swagger on

[Hook x2]