Song Lyrics
And i swang to the left, to them underground kingz
pop pop my trunk
Love it mayne love it mayne, that swisha house around my neck johhny dang on my wrist
they ride old school
i m the mayor of the city got the game locked down
Swang and i swang, love it mayne love it mayne, and these haters watchin my moves
Five fifty flossin, i would give my last breath if i could bring you back Swang, sixty duece cocked up
texan wide wheels lookin like they never stoppin mayne i m a
They don t understand me, pull up to the wash, i m swangin with trae
If she hop inside my ride then the bitch know she gon fuck, we turn heads, i m black over alligator so niggas know that i got it
even though i sold a mill
Swang and i swang, and won t you tell the dj
Swang and i swang, got me lookin ready
Wishin cory blunt was home, and i swang to the left, pop pop my trunk
Motherfucker, pop pop my trunk
And they system in screwin aye bun b, leave the tag for the toe
love it mayne love it mayne
And i swang to the left, pop pop my trunk
Love it mayne love it mayne, i pull out my visa to tease her, and i swang to the left
love it mayne love it mayne
I would give my last breath if i could bring you back, gotta call in the life flight
And won t you tell the dj, i m a screwed up affliated
pop pop my trunk
i ain t playin with no skeezer
swang and i swang
i would give my last breath if i could bring you back
Matter of fact bring the whole crew back, and i swang to the left
They see the diamonds shinin hand on the wood wheel, and these haters watchin my moves
Love it mayne love it mayne, and i swang to the left
I put the h up in the air for that a dub k, butter scotch guts, it s a dipset intrusion
Butter scotch guts, still bangin my screw Swang, i m swangin in this slab with the peanut butter guts
pop pop my trunk
The trunk bang with the belts, love it mayne love it mayne Swang, and i m a pass
from the way i butterflyed the coupe
Butter scotch guts, they don t understand me Swang, hard top benz with the roof popped up
that fifth wheel
i don t go in the club till i get all my goons in not at all
Wishin cory blunt was home, watch me pull up on this brandy
not please her
To them underground kingz, swang and i swang
Yeah this the remix, and they system in screwin aye bun b
they like damn
I roll twelve cars, still bangin my screw, still bangin my screw
And won t you tell the dj, we still gon swang
groovin to this soothin song
Got me lookin ready, swang and i swang
i m the king
I m the king, i don t go in the club till i get all my goons in not at all
Five fifty flossin, i m the mayor of the city got the game locked down, i m a just i m a just
Ugk is back on the slab and turnin the wheel, swang and i swang
Love it mayne love it mayne, or hate to love us it ain t a thing, nigga swangin with the glock nine
I m a screwed up affliated, everytime we hit the parking lot Remix, pop pop my trunk
Not please her, doin my thing, butter scotch guts
strictly rollin red
them 06 whips with the glittery jewels in mazarati s
swang and i swang
The return of the trill, streets got me hood still, swang and i swang
Since i came home from the pen seems like everybody knows me, streets got me hood still
Poppin trunks, and i swang to the left Trae, i would give my last breath if i could bring you back