Swagga Like A Dopeboy - Twista

Swagga Like A Dopeboy - Twista/Dra Day/Dj Victoriouz
Ya dig Twista baby
Swagger like a d**e boy
Eye full of sky
All I see is turquoise
I be holding and I'm rolling with the murk boys
Stunting with a pocket full of C notes boy
Uh it's the Twista I'm back to work
When you see me talking sh*t I get to act berserk
Treat a b**ch like a ni**a then smack
Her first then treat a ni**a like a b**ch
And then snatch her purse
Ah I still do it listen to the beat
And blow kill to it
Come up with some sh*t
That make a ni**a act up
And a b**ch wanna pop that pill to it
Chi Town get buck so don't f**k with
Them cause they will do it
Them VD's and Stones'll put it straight in your dome
I know conservatives'll make real fluid
Niggaz yelling Almighty boy
Hammer cocked back like The Mighty Thor
Avenging the death of a night before
Like the gangstas'll do when they igniting war
And the Windy City dreadheads
Spray up your house and leave your bed red
Lay out your casket with your
Bedspread and leaving everybody f**king
With the Greg dead
Cause I cain't go; codeine
Swag coc*ine flow
Feeling better when everything is in slow
Cheddar with a methamphetamine no joke
Uh gotta let you know boy
For the beef d**e must be the antidote boy
I wear my gold like a pimp do
And I got the low key demeanor of a coke boy
And my swagger like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Stunting with a pocket
Full of C notes boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Like a d**e boy like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Stunting with a pocket full of C notes boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Halloween in the Phantom or a Ghost boy
Got my shooters in the club with the toast boy
Gunning if they catch you coming too close boy
Yes; hit his head with the back of the gun
Jordans on and they
Sporting the spectacular ones
Robbing jeans with the front
Up in the back of the tongue
And I got some drama for you
If you asking for some
Uh I know some niggaz that'll rob
For a living yea I know some b**ches
That'll slob for the killing yea
Some people that don't wanna starve
So they dealing with a cost for the peeling
Sh*t is hard for a villaing
I know some niggaz that say they would
But I'd rather f**k with them
Cause their fetti good yeah
Steak and shrimp in first class flights
And ride in Bentley coupes
Cause every day they jux
Woo When the b**ches see us coming
They be looking like There they go
They go
Woo When we see the police coming
They be looking like
Where they go they go
Staying low in them Louis Vuitton shoes
Hermes belt with the Cavallis on
To another party and they polly strong
Swag on them haters is what I be on
Uh how I'm walking in the sh*t that I be wearing
Make them all wanna do it like me like me
Make the b**ches start tripping on their man
When they see me in the Gucci white tee white tee
In the whip so gross boy I do thangs
Two chains on the throat boy
Cause I be throwing money like the ballers do
And I got the low key demeanor
Of a coke boy yeah
And my swagger like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Stunting with a pocket full of C notes boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Like a d**e boy like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Stunting with a pocket full of C notes boy
Swagger like a d**e boy
Swagger like a d**e boy