TesMoney - Swaggy lyrics

Tes... f**ing... Money, money, money Money been the mission n***a, what the f** you talkin' bout? As far as me, I just took another route Get it cookin' like that southern style Less dressed, mo' s**, smoke weed... (Smoke weed, smoke weed, let's smoke weed) How about you come & give me brain so I know just where you comin' from Shorty on my dick & wanna know when I'm cumin' um Not soon, unlike a movie, spit this sh** with no similes Skinny n***a, runnin' sh**, unlike that (that) Mr. T & I'm Mr. T, no mystery, my history, ain't history Everybody know that I been a G... (I been a G, I been a G) And y'all n***as look sus Savin' these hoes but ya ain't jesus Everybody know that it's, G's up n***a Hoes down, everybody know my hoes man I ain't low down Uh, I'ma real black n***a, lookin' for a hunny with some real cat n***a Relax with her, hit it from the back then uh You back with her, I'ma call it cat litter Real rap n***a, never have I been a fool Think like a man if you really think it's cool I am livin' proof that players still exist hoe Got a couple G's to kick this flow If you want beef, you can CD's Something similar, to a disc hoe Party everynight, like a disco Never catch me, with a lit hoe Cause I get dough, dough, (oh) Clothes all retro, got ya b**h all ga**ed up You can call that petro (uh) Swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag) Swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag) Woop!(woop!) Swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag) Swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag) Man I been here before.. I know this b**h, can't believe this sh** She was on my dick Now she all on his That's the way it go Ever since I got the money, man that sh** been slow Oh, now ya know I smoke pounds & o's All my girls rough, I give pounds to hoes Down for those, like throwin' bows & ya know I'm down if she throwin' clothes Hold a pose for my iPhone, always f** with my ice Like the lights on, oh, you know, my bro? Hit her with the Ken, M.Bison Knock 'em out like Tyson Shorty done felt my python Now she wanna get her kite on Rolled up on the same table I piped on I don't sang to these hoes like Myshon Money n***a, that ya girlfriend got her sights on