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Swagga Like Us Lyrics by Kany Garcia
Swagga Like Us by Kany Garcia
Mr. West is in the buildin
Swagga on a hundred thousand trillion
Ay yo, I know I got it first
I'm Christopher Columbus and y'all just the pilgrims
Thanksgiving, do we even got a question?
(?) I pass the dressing
My attitude is tattooed, that mean it's permanent
So I guess we should address it huh?
My swagga is McJagga
Every time I breathe on the track, I asthma attack it
Why he so mad for? why he gotta have it?
Cuz I slave my whole life, now I'm the master
How it feel to wake up and be the shit and the urine?
Tryna get that koby number, one over jordon
Gotta bop like this
Can't wear skinny jeans
Cuz my knots don't fit
No one on the corner
Gotta pocket like this
So I rock Roc jeans
Cuz my knots so thick
U can learn how to dress
Jocking my fresh
Jocking jocking my fresh
Jocking jocking my fresh
Follow my steps
It's the road to success
Where the niggas think u thorough
And the girls say yes
But I can't teach u my swag
U can pay for school
But u can't buy class
School of hard knocks
I'm a grad
All blue Yankee
Is my graduation cap
Dipping different rovas (?)
Wipping with the soda (?)
Could u even have any doubt
after doutbt it was ova.
No one on the corner has swagger like moi, Chuch!
But I'm too clean for these boys
I require what I desire
I got stripes Adidas
Mami scream papi no mas
Run up in yo shit just me no moss
Runnin this shit like I got four thighs
No one has swagger like these 4 guys
When it comes to styles I got several
Sharper than a swagger dagger all metal
And my Ju-elz blue and yellow
Type of shit that make em call you Carmelo
Rules as follows stay true to the ghetto
Write yo name on the bullet make u feel special
HA! What the f**k you boys talking about?
I know it's us cuz we the only thing you talk about!
and im gone.. bye
You go see weezy for the wordplay,
Jeezy for the bird play,
Kanyeezy for diversity and me for controversy,
All my verses picture perfect
And they meant to serve a purpose,
You aint living what you kicking and you worthless,
Looking from the surface it may seem that I got reason to be nervous,
Then observe my work and see that my adversity was worth it,
Verses autobiographical, absolutely classical, last thing I'm worried bout is what another rapper do,
Ain't nobody hot as me, even if they rap they ass off blast off and have outstanding qualities,
Sell alotta records I respect and salute that,
But spitting real life on hot beats... I'm the truth at,
You kick it like me no exaggeration necessary,
Living revolutionary, nothing less than legendary,
Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad
Flow colder than February with extraordinary SWAG!