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Dubs on ma ride, Louie on ma purse

Swagin till i die, cuz swaggin is ma curse

Swagtards on ma ass, swaglibs in da verse

Swagaliscious Luzy Missus, got you swaggin' on ma words 

 

Yeah! What! (Uh huh, uh huh)

I swag it, swag it, swag it

Yeah! What! (Uh huh, uh huh)

I swag it, swag it, swag it

Yeah! What! (Uh huh, uh huh)

I swag it, swag it, swag it

Yeah! What! (Uh huh, uh huh)

White girl be fuckin' swaggin!

 

I bought ma freedom n' I paid cash

Know how I done it?  Straight swag

It's in ma veins, It's in ma heart

It's in ma brains, I had it from the start

G papa always said, "Don't you depend on any man"

N' so I made it my life statement 

Empire, no desire, unfulfilled, overbuilt 

But it ain't easy power's price, Can't buy great sacrifice

 

Life ain't about bitches and money

It's about the bitch with money 

Run that scene, make that green

Swag it, swag it, live that dream

Life ain't about biches and money

It's about the bitch with money 

bitch with money  x4

 

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Somebody once told me that jealousy and envy

Ain't nothing more than ignorance and self defeat

Just cu i got da gucci, marci,fandi prada

Hater be acting like I took an AK to their mama!

 

Like a robber, like a thief

Excuses blind, angry, and weak

It makes me sad, it makes me glad

That that's no longer me

I fought hard, hard, now sipping Mai Tai's on da beach

Thanking ma stars, stars, when no body else believed

 

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Ducatti, bougatti, lambo, aston, and pagani

Anything I ever want,  ya I gotti,  swagaratti

I make it rain, rain, fallin benni franks

I make it ray,n rain, fallin benni franks

Dicks be dropping to their knees 

Lickey, lickey, lickey breathe!

Drinkin crystal at the four seas

Rick ross, on da telle asking me

"You one bad ass shorty, how can a gangster get a piece?"

 

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Oh girl I like your shoes…those there be Jimmy Choo's

Oh those be last season? 'Cuse me while a make an ewwwws!

That's so last week, that's so nasty

Get outta my face, you fuckin' my space

Even my bubble be made of versa-chi!

B . W . M . 

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