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letra de swangin' elbows - 706

[hook]
sw-nging elbows [oh]
sw-nging elbows [oh]
sw-nging elbows [oh]
sw-nging elbows [oh]
sw-nging elbows [oh]
we be sw-nging elbows [oh]

[big zeek]
sw-nging elbows, man the club so crunk
we fell up in the club they’re playing “2 b-tton pop trunk”
the whole cl!ck is throwed and them boyz stackin’ paper
whatever it don’t matter i’m still gonna have a tight taper
my lyrics gon rape ya, i’ma lyrically abuse you
if we didn’t f-ck tonight, b-tch it means i didn’t choose you
up on the dancefloor, bodyrockin’ and jammin’
n-ggas steppin’ on my shoe his ass i’ma be slammin’
but the club still jammin’ and the floor was packed
i couldn’t move around this n-gga kept bowing me in my back
talking about “excuse me playa”, b-tch f-ck that
you go at me like that? i’ma ‘bow your ass back

[lil’ vee]
b-tch peep game young n-gga that be layin’ it down
watch these screens in my ride as they falling down
got to come down with a fresh taperfade
chopping on blades, young n-gga ain’t even scared
why they wanna hate? man i don’t know
creased jeans, sta-flo, make it hard to say no
3 neons just glow, we move our cashflow
make me throw an elbow on the way to dancefloor (d-mn man)
move hoe cuz i got to just go
in some blacks from [?] my n-gga clown gon’ hit home
[clown]
it be fo’sho getting out my load elbow sw-ng
hog the turning lane with my wide-body frame
hoes shout my name spitting game to the brain
but they gets no one n-gga cuz they game be lame
clown show surround blow a ounce drop a pound
freaky-freaky car, bumper kits on the ground
lost but not found, had the happy day’s
jumped my elbows and bow guard the place
clown don’t wanna f-ck, but don’t show no f-ck-face
mug stay mean and my boots stay laced

[jay dog]
light a fat blunt ready to sip on champagne
wreckin’ flexin’ in texas i bring the noise like a train
grippin’ wood grain, [?] like [?]
swing my elbows, no pain, no gain
going insane and rolling is the crucial
step on my kicks b-tch i might start shootin’
ain’t no plexin’ i’ma sw-ng bows
how they gon’ act when i put candy on my do’s?
marble on my flo’s as i tug on the rug
smoking on the weed and i say f-ck drugs
b-tch a mean mug might get you hauled out
got 25 hoes and my n-ggas thugged out
[lil’ vee]
the scrubs out we ain’t playing in this b-tch
rubbing on my leather grip the grain hit a switch
throw a wide pitch like a baseball player
came through bubble eyes and some chrome on escalader
perfect perpetrators only wish they could be
dj nasty, 706 on cd
big faces unfold
money, hoes flawless
ounces i sold
pounds that i scored
i hope n0body noticed
how i can manage
to break n-ggas off and i speak it in spanish
uno a la puta
todavía la ponía
run up on the block b-tch n-gga i bet i’d shoot ya
juices and booster, pumps gonna rise
i done dropped my car with my rims customized

[clown]
…

- 706

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