Yes yes sir
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Little message
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He thinks combustible therefore his spits' explosive
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Reverse eyes moses landed him close with
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Them unfuckable Mrs. Glamour ain't so glitz
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His checks unsmudgeable the shit is so rich
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Forget magazines cop his album from go-gets
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$2500 bapes of ostrich all that double are talk
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Shut the fuck up it's all shit
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Where's your sunroof homie you rocking the oh shit
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400 years later and we still in chains
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And it ain't just in your brain fucked look at me man
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You could put your house up and still kill you out your range
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I accesorize in multi million dollar things
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While my niggas generated where they still holla Cane
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Still holla bang still holla slang
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And when it happen du all I can do is get in my car
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And get it cracking du and I'll be laughing too
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Me and this black girl that listen to Gwen Stefani
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Prosciutto mozzarella vinegar at Chip Brianis
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Her girl when she want to knows if I had her
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But that don't matter bitch I got swagger
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Aye yo you niggas pretenders you ain't big spenders
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Narcissists full of shit and pretentious
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You have no purpose so that means that you're pointless
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She wants to smoke but your stupid shit is joint less
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Okay blunt less she's walking away now your bitch is cuntless
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Trust me you don't want this
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'Cause I could read you and your type of people
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No one wants to be you 'cause all the fucks leave you
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Me I get rid of them 'cause I don't wanna get at them
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You finger fuck them and you think that you did something
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Yeah I know her and I only had to fuck something
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We walking back in the room and your face like "Did I miss something"
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Sold most of my cars I couldn't make sense to the fact
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That once I got that thing I wanted to ride in the back
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I'm not trying to say that driving that is whack
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But two seats that's impossible now where is riding that
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The Rolexes got a shining grill with the diamonds here
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So the light can play tetris
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Don't say my chain is sick say it's infectious
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Fuck bringing Neosporin when the hero is touring
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The chains chilling like it's below zero snoring
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The poochie bucket the Louie luggage
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The scarf is bunny my spirit's so sunny
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Niggas call them out 'cause my thoughts turn to money
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The swagger swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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I try to be strategic like a warrior
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Man they young warrior shit is what you know me for
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My mind's a rap city my heart is like an overture
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None before me none after I'm the only for sure
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Man you nothing like me you want to call me for sure
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I sell suggestive lifestyle you sell homie couture
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Ha ha never a runway for my clothing line
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Strictly PJ runways occasional ocean line
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In my aid to Bahamas and the coast is fine
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I let the wind hit my watch I had to blow some time
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See my ears rock n roll my money's no sublime
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From these sherbet ice creams with a dose of lime
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I'm strictly Shirley Temple Nigo wants to toast with wine
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Cheers bitch it can't let you niggas gross my mind
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With your low ambition and no damn vision
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Black and white ideas with no precision
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My mind is like a diamond producing colors like a prism
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With no knowledge or understanding
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How the fuck you gonna reach wisdom
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My mind is reasoning outlast ink and pens
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If you niggas think you know me niggas think again
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The swagger swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger swagger international
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Swagger International
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