The Don
Yung Lord
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His swag up His swag Out His swag up His swag down His swag up His swag Out His swag- I came for the bitches nigga She tryna f*ck cause my riches nigga No I aint tryna take pictures nigga I don't even wana deal with cha I don't even wana feature nigga Really Ion wana meet you niggas You give me Jeepers, you some creepy niggas Hand outs you want a peice lil nigga Riding in a Benzo Bad bitch she my nympho You can't kick it you not kinfolk Go get some money cause you look broke I look and laugh at yo ass cause you a joke And they pray to me like I'm the pope And she on her knees I f*ck her throat Got my own wave go find yo boat Got my own money I got hella racks These bitches praying for some of that income tax And I'm in that scat smoking on the pack And I fucked his bitch Gave him heart attack His swag up His swag Out His swag up His swag down His swag up His swag Out His swag up His swag out His swag down Im swag out A bag now
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