Stalley - Swangin lyrics
rate mefeat Scarface
I’m sure you had to turn to real
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green
Swain, got to heal while my trunk don’t spear
Damn
I’m sure you had to turn to real
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
Chrome on the
I’m sure you had to turn to real
(Boy I see you swangin)
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green
(Boy I see you swangin)
Swain, got to heal while my trunk don’t spear
Damn
I’m sure you have to turn to real
Two thing is bee according when the black stand still
Cups on my hills, but I’m beating them down still
Chrome on my legs, for this jacket is out to kill
Face out she kill, is magic up the ping pop to brill
Pop the gracious skweel, place up like kill Bill
I’m sure you had to turn to real
(Boy you’re swangin)
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
(you see me swangin)
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green
(Boy you’re swangin)
Swain, got to heal while my trunk don’t spear
Damn
Great, my childs were no luck, shit will stay my cut stock
Jaily raises in daily next, my special post shit is cola
My teeth spend like surface, cover my head no constant
This drink don’t spell I’m focus I simply have been I smoke up
Only one more shit, doing sixteen I’m flowing
Head out at the window I’m glowing, run ease slow motion
My new colleague like my old one,
(Boy, boy, boy I see)
(I know, I know)
(Boy, boy, boy I see)
(I know, I know)
(Boy, boy, boy I see you swangin, swangin)
I’m sure you had to turn to real
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green
Swain, got to heal while my trunk don’t spear
(I’m sure you had to turn to real)
Boy I see you swangin
(I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real)
(I see you swangin)
(Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green)
Boy I see you swangin ta-ta-ta
Shade, it rain we’re pain, make the friend glow
Them go flakes make you rainbow
When a sun hitted this sound for every end though
Far we read days dingle from the review, a pim’s cathedral
Damn in thet bag the halts said this my health low
Let my sweet angel raise shut gun in the sheel
(Boy, boy, boy I see you)
(Boy, boy, boy I see you)
(Boy, boy, boy I see you swangin)
My music jam, my bank is skroop, shout out to my news then croup
Oncle bon is Scarface, the reason why I’m a car least
For the tangible out her face, fifteen and low base
Handle, this is a croup right? First sign I’m Berlin
I hate to use them two sprites, I swear drove like all night
When did I use these star leeze, rest in peace and peace
And big mall the ball baby, the ball baby, the ball baby
I’m sure you had to turn to real
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green
Swain, got to heal while my trunk don’t spear
I’m sure you had to turn to real
I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real
(I’m sure you had to turn to real)
Boy I see you swangin
(I’m sure, I’m sure you had to turn to real)
(I see you swangin)
(Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome green)
Boy I see you swangin
Glance, glance lady’s thoughts, clean them on the lab
A sabotage pub, is 1995, back and back when DJ scrue head the city slow
Three in the monet, drink was doing up, back to back
To take you back to where he could you rather slam
‘Cause the ill both killing coming typical of the hell
And catch a nigga sleeping , then you beat you for you shiting
Put a bullet in your head, giving you people sicking
That’s what I be tripping when I see them riding foes
I whisper to myself what these niggas don’t know
Flake down both play they’re holly what happy
But freaks say tellers, the pub those pupping
The freaks teen speaking, so it slow back see
Got the big heir rich, the world won’t breath
Or something nigga gives on, or south side dank
Even this is what they play, the south side dank
You see me swangin, swangin
Ta-ta-di-dou, ta-ta-di-dou, ta-ta-di-dou.
