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Swoe Whoa
Swoe Whoa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Watson
Kenneth Watson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, (yea)
Waz Hannin?
Look at my chain (look at my chain, man)
Aye watch the trap do cold? (trap cold)
Cold (cold)
Say what the trap do? (What the trap do?)
Shit me
I'm ice cold, money don't fold
New wwhips, new bitch, new clothes
Who are you? My ****, I'm Swoe
Take a picture while I strike this pose
I'm ice cold, money don't fold
New wwhips, new bitch, new clothes
Who are you? My ****, I'm Swoe
Take a picture while I strike this pose
Take a picture, watch me do it, little ****
I spent a couple grand just to show off all the pics
I make a cool fan just to pull a couple bitches
And I lost a couple friends, the one that's left will come and get you
Silly fat ****, baby, I ain't playing with you
Xanies got me leaning, so I can't dance with you
But we'll get you wired, bring a couple friends with you
Acting like you're all quiet 'til the roller start kicking
Your buddy's start choosing, other bitch's start picking
You can be a big girl, baby, money ain't picky
Yellin' "We the bros" as I pose for the pictures
And I love all the haters, them my motherfuckin' ****
Lil Vinnie, what it do, where the hoes
Fallin' through the club, spillin ' Remy on my clothes
I can't see straight, man, I can't think
And it's so many hoes in this gotdamn rink
I'm ice cold, money don't fold
New wwhips, new bitch, new clothes
Who are you? My ****, I'm Swoe
Take a picture while I strike this pose
I'm ice cold, money don't fold
New whips, new bitch, new clothes
Who are you? My ****, I'm Swoe
Take a picture while I strike this pose
Wassup my **** looking goofy in the face
I paid some extra cash to keep the 40 on my waist
So which **** wanna get hit first?
And my **** smoking perp plus we didn't get searched
I'm ice cold and my money don't ball up
Silly ass shoe that you **** can't tie up
Candy paint, new kicks, tryna save up
And I can't lose, no swaggy never gave up
Forty thousand dollars cash, get your weight up
Walkin' bankroll, my **** duct tape us (tape us)
Four fifty shoot somethin', let the dice roll
Bet man man 450 on the first roll
That's how the game go, yeah, that's how the dice roll
Definition of a motherfuckin' bank roll
New whips, new bitch, new clothes
Who are you? My ****, I'm Swoe
I'm ice cold, money don't fold
New whips, new bitch, new clothes
Who are you? My ****, I'm Swoe
Take a picture while I strike this pose
Written by: Kenneth Watson
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