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Cali, Cali, Cali (Alyssa Bernal) · Dont Fear the Reaper/On Your Feet or on Your Knees (Blue Öyster Cult) · Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · Dont Waste Your Time (Kelly Clarkson) · Why Dont You Try Me(Best Of) (Ry Cooder) · A Chain Dont Take to Me (Bob Luman) · I Dont Believe in Miracles (Colin Blunstone) · Baby Dont Get Hooked on Me (Ace Cannon) · Look But Dont Touch [#1] (Skin) – and 90 other albums »


disguise
Gimme on my toush a kiss
Girl I made you of your one


[Chorus: x2]

Just kiss, just kiss my,
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
You gotta get your swagger together, nigga, get your suitcase
Starts on the inside, ya dig, I don't need mine, I got cribs where we goin?
If you
[T.I.]
You gotta get your swagger together nigga (ay)
Get your suit fitted (ay)
Starts on the inside, ya dig?
I don't need mine, I got cribs
a candle like Mariah, I'm so fire
When I step in the club, get low!, like Flo Rider
Cause I'm a Pimp
You can tell by the limp
When I step aside
This is what I believe he says, too lazy to correct line-by-line…:
“Fuck swag
Fuck swag
Fuck swag
Fuck swag
Swag

15’s in the back
The taste of this joint

We rolling it up from Philly
And I need all the weed from Cali
Original, cutting the beat
And I getting all the weed
I said,
Cali? No doubt, baby

West, West, y'all, pile it on your plate
A little somethin' somethin' from the Golden State
Nah, we ain't like Kobe and Shaq
It's
love for that
Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back
My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that
You see it in my closet before it's
a pound, nigga)
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
(Yeah, put some chrome
On your
swag)
Feel me, feel me
Got money, I don't care bout that
I don't care about that
Feel me, feel me
Keep them ordinary chicks away
Get up out my face
fall in love and get hurt by a bitch
Nine months later cause got mirked by a bitch
See I'm just a nigga that ya don't wanna
Reverse the game on her,
belong
You'll have to carry me
Back from Cali
I don't want money
I don't need the fame
You'll have to carry me
Back to where I belong

I got to leave this
know
I got money in my hands that I’d really like to blow, yeah
Oh you chillin' by the fire why we eatin’ fondue
I dunno about me but I know about you
So
know
I got money in my hands that I’d really like to blow, yeah
Oh you chillin' by the fire why we eatin’ fondue
I dunno about me but I know about you
So
the motherload cause I ain't trying to cut a throat

[Chorus]
Money makes the world go round, I know your lowdown
So fly tiptoe through the town, tear
money in my hands that I’d really like to blow
Swag swag swag, on you
Chillin' by the fire while we eating fondue
I don't know 'bout me but I know about
money in my hands that I’d really like to blow
Swag swag swag, on you
Chillin' by the fire while we eating fondue
I don't know 'bout me but I know
money in my hands that I’d really like to blow
Swag swag swag, on you
Chillin' by the fire while we eating fondue
I don't know 'bout me but I know
don't really care what another man think
Love to spend many so I understand
Money in the bank so I understand
Excuse me miss your standin' on my mink
Gonna take more than that
Hope that I know you got

I need it all
The money, the fame, the cars, the clothes
I can't just let you run up on me like
change, but I get money
You like dancin, I just two step
You like to trick off, but I don't do that
You don't tote guns, I keep that tooly
Wanna see how
Michy, I smoke Cali
You wear Enyce, but I wear Louis
I drop 600 boys on these Guccis

You really like her, you might wife her
I don't like her, so I one
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit
know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin
change, but I get money
You like dancin, I just two step
You like to trick off, but I don't do that
You don't tote guns, I keep that tooly
Wanna see how