So where your swag at? Huh?
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You swagged out (yeah)
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You got these hoes walkin 'round with they ass out, (DAMN)
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Can you see the shittin on these niggas and they asked out, (yuh)
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So where your swag now? Huh?
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You swagged out now.
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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watch me
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With some Louis shoes, (Louis shoes)
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The Louis bag, (Louis bag)
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The Louis hat, (Louis hat)
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The Louis rag, (Louis rag)
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See you swagged today,
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But its gone tomorrow,
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Where your swag at?
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I guess your swag is borrowed. (they say)
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Diamonds are a girls best friend (best friend)
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Yeeah, I just use 'em as a wrist band.
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Do these True Religion jeans make me Christian?
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And are these Christian Dior's for a blind man,
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'Cause they're so dark, I cant see y'all,
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A nigga need a flash light just to see y'all, (yeah)
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Turn my wrist into a flash light to see y'all,
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And turn my watch into a glow ball, weed ball, (lets get some)
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So where your swag at? Huh?
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You swagged out (yeah)
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You got these hoes walkin 'round with they ass out, (DAMN)
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Can you see the shittin on these niggas and they asked out, (yuh)
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So where your swag now? Huh?
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You swagged out now.
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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watch me
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When I wear my watch,
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I can't help but notice
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That it's time to shine,
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So I'm Mr. Focus,
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I'm looking for the rakes, I'm looking for the stakes,
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You, the Stacks on Deck, then where the money at?
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Where the whips at, where your bitches dog,
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Stand and brace yourself, lookin like a sick dog.
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So many hoes on my balls I can't get 'em off,
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So many cars in my garage I can't even ball,
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Ha-huh-ha-huh-huh,
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And we don't use cash no more, (yeah)
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Whatchu use is credit cards now
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Okay, what else, yeah it's bank cards now,
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Okay, what else, the bank calls us now, (lets go)
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So where your swag at? Huh?
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You swagged out (yeah)
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You got these hoes walkin 'round with they ass out, (DAMN)
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Can you see the shittin on these niggas and they asked out, (yuh)
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So where your swag now? Huh?
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You swagged out now.
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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watch me
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BACK FROM THE FUTURE,
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Future lookin gist,
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Swag so sick,
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I coulda been a gypsy,
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Scarred from my neck, just like I was a pilot,
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Swag so sick, you woulda swore I had a stylist,
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Your money showed up, but shit my money piled,
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Glowing bands in the club, man I call that shit whylin'
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Swaggajack a nigga, man that shit childish,
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I been had swagger ever since I was a child, (bitch)
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These niggas lookin sick, I guess they swag is missin', (it's lost)
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You could call me for some Swag Assistance, (right now)
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All I ask is that you pay tuition, (its life)
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And read the terms and conditions, (GO)
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So where your swag at? Huh?
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You swagged out (yeah)
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You got these hoes walkin 'round with they ass out, (DAMN)
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Can you see the shittin on these niggas and they asked out, (yuh)
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So where your swag now? Huh?
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You swagged out now.
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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Watch me (x7)
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Motherfucker
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Watch me
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Watch me (fucker watch)-(x6)
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Watch Me
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| Gorilla Zoe |
