Chris Gehringer - Swagga Like Us lyrics

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Chris Gehringer - Swagga Like Us lyrics

[Hook: M.I.A.] No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us [Verse 1: Kanye West] Mr. West is in the buildin' Swagger on a hundred thousand trillion Ayo, I know I got it first I'm Christopher Columbus, y'all just the Pilgrims Thanksgiving, do we even got a question? Hermes pastel, I pa** the dressing My attitude is tattooed, that mean it's permanent So I guess we should address it, huh? My swagger is Mick Jagger Every time I breathe on a track, I asthma attack it "Why you so mad for? Why you gotta have it?" ‘Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master Naaaaa-na-naaaaa How it feel to wake up and be the sh** and the urine Naaaaa-na-naaaaa Tryin' to get that Kobe number, one over Jordan [Hook: M.I.A.] No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us [Verse 2: Jay-Z] (No one on the corner…) Got a bop like this Can't wear skinny jeans, ‘cause my knots don't fit No one on the corner got a pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans, ‘cause my knots so thick You can learn how to dress just by checkin' my fresh Checkin', checkin' my fresh; checkin', checkin' my fresh Follow my steps is the road to success Where the n***as know you're thorough When the girls say yes (yes) But I can't teach you my swag You can pay for school, but you can't buy cla** School of hard knocks; I'm a grad And that all-blue Yankee is my graduation cap It's Hooooovaaaah Dippin' different Rovers, whippin' with the soda Hooooovaaaah Did you even have any doubt after Doubt it was over? [Hook: M.I.A.] No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] No one on the corner has swagger like moi Church, but I'm too clean for the choir I require what I desire. I got stripes; Adidas Mamis scream, "¡Papi, no más!" Run up in your sh**, just me, no más Runnin' this sh** like I got four thighs No one has swagger like these four guys Now when it comes to styles, I got several Sharper than the swag or dagger all metal And my j**els blue and yellow The type of sh** that make 'em call you Carmelo Rules as follows stay true to the ghetto Write your name on the bullet, make you feel special Ha! What the f** you boys talking 'bout? I know it's us, ‘cause we the only thing to talk about [Hook: M.I.A.] No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us [Verse 4: T.I.] You can go see Weezy for the wordplay Jeezy for the bird play Kanyeezy for diversity, and me for controversy All my verses picture perfect, only spit to serve a purpose You ain't livin' what you kickin', then you worthless Looking from the surface It may seem like I got reason to be nervous Then observe my work to see that my adversity was worth it Verses autobiographical, absolutely cla**ical Last thing I'm worried about is what another rapper do Ain't nobody hot as me, even if they rap they a** off Blast off, and have outstanding quality Sell a lot of records, I'll respect it and salute that But spittin' real life on hot beats I'm the truth at You kick it like me, no exaggeration necessary Livin' revolutionary, nothin' less than legendary Gangsta sh** hereditary, got it from my dad Flow colder than February, with extraordinary swag