Chuck Inglish - Swervin Lyrics (Feat. Sir Michael Rocks)

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Chuck Inglish – Swervin Lyrics (Feat. Sir Michael Rocks)

Looking like I got a bunch of dope on me
Sitting at the light got police on me
The potions got that much gold on’em
I’m a young nigger photo so I pose for’em
Nigger finger blush to the star for’em
Run the elbows with the steward on
Bad boy at your local gross
…ridin through last night
I do it right through it while stews get tight
Jimmy page pay rage against the machine
We begin evil’s traffic in Queen
And we run DMC I know you know what that mean
Running like it’s 93 like you and LV
Why what could that be?
White white DMC
Might caught me a peak
Right down to a G
Ridin around with that things
Now we got us some rings
Take a picture or ten…
You know it ain’t the only way that we can nail whipping cream

This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!

Her ass and sandals take her ass to the beach
With the aqua, agua the Spanish
I’m on some real shit, coming up from nothing
I’m always puffing something
That is …be focused on me
Cause I go rage with the stable
Imma dog with a label
When I’m whipped I’m getting all of this
Done with the labels
Man they want you to marry’em
Slow them down, false flag
On the TV screen at’em like damn!
This niggers is just gonna bite
Go get your shades if we’re just too bright

This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!

What’s shaking in vacation instead of caking
Boobie picking and choosing
She say she’s digging the music
And she’d be already gone with the…
Bomb sweaty her ass and pussy …
I’m too white Ds I can’t focus on’em
And she a piece believe I drag and squeeze her
Ass for the name, the Dalai Lama Jesus
Nigger you lazy I don’t smoke with you
Fish on the boat…
Jesus know who to bust it for
It’s simple, Cartier’s on the tempo
When I go…
Smack smack
Word around town is you wanna lay it down
With a big dog cat
You wake up in the morning like what happened?

This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
This is how my gang goes
Swerving!

[Lyrics to Swervin by Chuck Inglish by (Feat. Sir Michael Rocks)]

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