DC - Swag...Swag lyrics

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