Chamillionaire - Swagga Like Koopa lyrics

[Hook: M.I.A. (x8)] No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us [Intro: Chamillionaire] Chamillitary mayne! You know I had to do it Mixtape Messiah 5, that's right Somebody need to give me a solid definition of what swag is Is that when ya bank account get built up so high That everybody come out tryin' to sue you so they can get their piece of the pie? Is that swag, huh? Or maybe it's when a major label call you and ask you when your next mixtape droppin' Cause they know you gonna have the streets on smash, is that swag? Or maybe it's just a whole bunch of punchlines Braggin' about how ya ball with no purpose at all You already know I could do that, I could do that Chamilli! uh! (uh, uh) [Verse: Chamillionaire] Let me start like this Tried to put on skinny jeans and couldn't zip my zip (haha) Nah, let me be blunt real quick I don't wear skinny jeans cause my dick don't fit (woo!) Always keep a Maggie close to me like Lisa Known to keep a lot of cheese on me like pizza Hakeem, y'all backwards like Meekah Y'all better keep your eyes on me like features (like features) Never be mislead I don't care what any side switchin' fickle fan said Yeah, still Street like Greg (Greg) Hit you with a speaker they gon' call you "ba** head" Bought a motorcycle cause I'm normally one deep Crocodile on the seats, you could call it Dundee Kickers in the trunk trying to do the Chun-Li Yep, yep, bet the wallet do the Gumby (woo!) Stretchin' my green, stretchin' stretchin' my cream Cash Rules Everything, I'm the Meth of my scene (yeah) Come to Texas, we can bet that I'm king I'm the best in real life and nothin' less in my dreams Cars got the screens that they have in homes Cribs got the same size pillars that they had in Rome Traveled way to Rome just to grab a phone (okay) I ain't even turn it on, haha Paris Hilton got a man named Benji and she loves him I'm in Paris with the benjies man and we hustlin' (uh) Meanwhile I'm in customs Chain so big, we lookin' like we munchkins Ask your bank teller (yeah), bet she know a playa' (yeah) Money over here (woo!), you way over there You got swag? Tell me why I'm supposed to care M.O.E. is me, you are more like "Money Over Where?" (ha) She say she independent like she signed to Koch (Koch) I told her time is money, so she grabbed my watch Got stocks, got rocks, got Glocks (Glocks) Grammy isn't dusty cause I still ain't took it out the box I keep a big whip like Indiana Jones (woo!) And big sized rims what I'm a have it on (have it on) I be terrorizin' every jammin' song Y'all on T-Pain dick, leave that man alone (whoa) Ha, act like you don't know me, I mean the new me, forget the old me I dip a bullet in syrup and you can OD On chopped and screwed bullets, competition die slowly (yeah) I'm like the the man named Pac On a whole 'nother level, plus I'm eatin that's fact (that's fact) Matter of fact you can take swag back That's a word rappers sayin' when they know they can't rap (can't rap) But your confidence higher than a stewardess Just wanna laugh when I ask you who your j**eler is (haha) H-A-L-M-OH!, so humorous Been gettin' paid (been gettin paid) don't believe me, you can Google this Got a major deal Went and bought some green diamonds, why'd you waste your skrill? I buy a green diamond, it's a baseball field Nothin' Little League about me, I got major bills Money like Mutombo (yeah), tall like this (yeah) Money got a mumble and it talk like this (haha) If money talks baby, pardon my lips Ben Franklin always with me like he part of my clique And I don't be in the strip club every night (right) But I tell her keep the tax like you're Wesley Snipes (Snipes) Even the white girls tryin' to get the pipe (why?) All up on the nuts like a Nestle bite The industry ain't somethin' that I feel is fair Don't care if you well rounded, they just fill the squares So I don't care unless it about a million shares Standin' on a million, lookin' up like "it's a billion where?" And I am so sincere I'm the baddest rapper here, let's just get this clear And I wish a major would kick me out my deal Cause I'd be the richest independent you should fear No one on the corner move mixtapes like me But I won't tell ya how many and incriminate thee M-I-X-T-A-P-E, street money make me sound like Lil Boosie Can't get no money cause he don't move no birds Can't get no money cause he don't usually curse Mixtape Messiah 5, baby you deserve Some alphabet soup so you can eat your words