Moisty Boyz Monopoly 2009 - Get Swimpt lyrics

[Intro] You know who it is, Count Smokestaxxx Dream big, live fast, die early, but it's ok cause God knows Young Smokestaxxx you know who it is Get a lot of money, just like a little b**h Ok, get a little hit, of the bong rip, DJ PoonJ on the beat [Rich Homie Quan] Smell like smoke but look like trout Clown tell jokes and sleep on couch Tell em b**hes hungry, cause they get too swimpt Vape or Die 805 wild like chimps Too much money like Bank of America Beats so orange and green it's so carrot top Ice Cream Sunday, fun day make the cherry pop So much designer jeans, how much? Very much Dealing all the Nyquil I don't go to sleep Girl of my dreams, she go count sheep I'm so OG I look like Meryl Streep Hot like curry but my name ain't Baljeet Short shorts Long John silver in the bank He's the reason why I'm straight, the reason why I plank Clock go tick tock, I do not Count Smokestaxxx doing d** don't get caught [Action Bronson] I spit that wondorama sh** Me and my conglomerates Will choose to remain anonymous As my food as my finest b**h The chicken caesar salad needs the dressing But my Asian b**h never stop undressing Looking backwards in my drop-top Lambo Mediterranean dishes Without the ham ho Fixing the races like I'm fixing drinks Ain't no racist but I'm dating chinks Cooking the finest p**y, I'm cooking lynx Sauted Onions on the Iced out rink Smoking the finest kush like it was salmon So f**ing high I aced the landing I aced the poker hand that I fixed The orange chicken a** on my b**h [Chance the Rapper] p**y all around like a cat garage But all the dogs around me like to bark I'm guessing why I'm testing in my Tesla Roadster Tripping drinks when bumping pinks with a b**h named Rosa Not even close to coasta Yung Chino ain't no loser like Mr. Sosa Skateboard P know I'm the poser I Ain't got no wang in in my boca [Big Sean] All I do is swerve All I do is get this money All I do is swerve (swerve) All I do is swerve All I do is get this money All I do is swerve (swerve) Swag in my bu*t Cops couldn't steal it Hol up Hol up Hol up Yall can't feel it Grind is what I do Rinds I don't eat They call me double D's cause I am what I eat Young player from the D my mama calls me It's my birthday, Happy Birthday SHOUTS OUTS TO ME!!! SWERRRRRRRRRVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEE [Lil Wayne] Ugh Young Money! [Rick Ross] Maybach Music UGH HUSTLING EVERYDAY LIKE IM 21 RIMS ON THE MASERATI ROLLING 21'S BILLS IN MY POCKET, BUT THEY AIN'T 20 1'S ALL WHITE BENJAMINS, I AIN'T EVEN DONE ROLLIES MATCH MY SHOES, THEY AINT LUXURY PUFFING ON THE FINEST THEY SAY I'M HUGGING TREES EXOTIC WOMEN IN MY BED, TWO ARE LEBANESE EXOTIC WHIPS IN MY HOUSE, MIAMI, SET HOME FREE UGH, RICK ROSS [Joey Bada$$] Brooklyn sh** never be too cautious Hudson river stream of mind through my conscience Getting deeper in these flows like conches Drowning in rhymes and I ain't even conscious [?] But my homies convicts [?] Go in the book I go out of context Cause my homies still selling all the rock And my tape is selling on the rock And my genre is under rock When I go bolder than a rock [Lil Wayne] Young moula baby!