[Hook: Terry F]
Swag, swag, through it in the bag
It don't even matter, bitch we steady popping tags
Brown paper bag, full of that yak
When we hit the club, now we swagging to the max
Swag, swag, through it in the bag
It don't even matter, bitch we steady popping tags
Brown paper bag, full of that yak
When we hit the club, now we swagging to the max

[Verse 1: Terry F]
It's our time to shine, you better get a deal
You was balling now you not, you Shaquille O' Neal
Got so much swag, don't know what to do with it
I might take some swag and let you get it
Take some money out the bag and let you spend it
Shit, you act like you know what to do with it
Do shows, get paid, that's our only mission
Take the profit and, split it within our division
I got that X, like multiplication
Then she added sex, that equals greatness
I get her twisted when we hang like a dreadlock
Rolling Fruity Pebble's, then we go and make the bed rock

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[Verse 2: DC]
Power drive the pussy, reason why she ran
Cause I bust through her walls like the Kool-Aid man
Talking so much swag, the shit you can't stand
Bitch I'm too damn fly, I'm allergic to land
Boy we too damn raw, we ain't rapping trash
Cause we drop fire shit like the devil's ass
N***a you in last, you ain't got this one
Unbelievable, like seeing bra's and panties on nuns
Do this shit for the fun, do it big like a ton
Wreck the pussy then I leave, call that hit and run
So the reason why we the shit, cause we put in work dog
The reason why y'all spit, cause you're a jerk off

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