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Webbie – Swerve lyrics
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right
You ain't never had shit, yeah
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Actin' bad off that gin, what?
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
Now you might catch me on the interstate I-10
Actin' bad, hoes hollerin' there he go, who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thang
There go that boy spinnin' hard, yeah, from lane to lane
Don't play no games, 'cause I'll make you out a demonstration
Why you swervin'? 'Cause they hatin', why they hatin'?
'Cause you makin', this cash dog, big money
It's Hatch dog, who you thought it would be?
If you ain't buckin' to the ceilin' you ain't rollin' with me
I got this swervin' shit from back in the days
When niggaz on them pcp's made you get out they way
Hay, people hollerin', why you act like this? Why boo?
Is it them pills? Hell no it's this savage shit
That I done lived, keep it real you be swervin' too
If your shit spinnin' about a thousand hoes done hurdled you
That dirty do anything to attract them hoes, check them out
Hang out the window with they shirt off throwin' up them four's
This how it goes, you by the club swerve, you with your girl swerve
A nigga mug swerve, all my thugs swerve
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
I'm goin'' fifty-five in the burbon straight swervin'
With a high yellow fine virgin and we swervin'
Hollerin' I'm a fool boy ya heard me straight swervin'
A nigga behind me in the excursion and he swervin'
Hit the parkin' lot by the club just swervin'
Headlights shinin' on my dubs while I'm swervin'
I keep an old pistol on my lap while I'm swervin'
Just in case I have to peel a cap while I swerve'
I play the six by nine's with the slap while I'm swervin'
I gotta have the killa and the yak while I'm swervin'
A four or five hundred dollar stack big swervin'
Smokin' on some doesha early Monday and I been swervin'
Since Thursday, red bones in the back got me swervin'
Shit, I done took my eyes up off the road when I was rubbin' on that cat
Doin' it big like that nigga swervin'
It's all good we on the map Baton Rouge where you at swerve
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
This for my dogs in penitentiary, in the pen
Who holla shit like gutter gutter when you mention me
And Hennessy, man that hen got me swervin' crazy
I saw a dime turned my head and almost hit a lady
Slow down baby, with lil' bleet hollerin' in the back
I'm in my sts lil Jr. In my other lac, don't fuck with Hatch
'Cause I'll hit you with that Nina Ross
It's on your head bitch, you dead, I'll pay the cost
'Cause I'm a boss in the South side of Baton Rouge
Where niggaz swervin' on them twenty's and them twenty-two's
We act a fool, back in the game I used to go to dreams
In my firebird on them choppers with them fuckin' screens
Sippin' that lean, actin' like I never had shit
Bust your head in traffic, I'll wrap you up in plastic
Show your ass magic, abrah kadabrah kadoo here go lil' boo
This verse for all my hoes who be swervin too
Ssb swerve, bottom, upt swerve top, Park T Easy
T cc serve, Fairfield swerve, Sherwood swerve
Every hood in Baton Rouge it's all good swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right
I never had swerve
This for my daddy, swerve
I'm gettin' cash, swerve
I act a ass, swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, swerve on 'em then
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right
You ain't never had shit, yeah
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Actin' bad off that gin, what?
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
Now you might catch me on the interstate I-10
Actin' bad, hoes hollerin' there he go, who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thang
There go that boy spinnin' hard, yeah, from lane to lane
Don't play no games, 'cause I'll make you out a demonstration
Why you swervin'? 'Cause they hatin', why they hatin'?
'Cause you makin', this cash dog, big money
It's Hatch dog, who you thought it would be?
If you ain't buckin' to the ceilin' you ain't rollin' with me
I got this swervin' shit from back in the days
When niggaz on them pcp's made you get out they way
Hay, people hollerin', why you act like this? Why boo?
Is it them pills? Hell no it's this savage shit
That I done lived, keep it real you be swervin' too
If your shit spinnin' about a thousand hoes done hurdled you
That dirty do anything to attract them hoes, check them out
Hang out the window with they shirt off throwin' up them four's
This how it goes, you by the club swerve, you with your girl swerve
A nigga mug swerve, all my thugs swerve
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
I'm goin'' fifty-five in the burbon straight swervin'
With a high yellow fine virgin and we swervin'
Hollerin' I'm a fool boy ya heard me straight swervin'
A nigga behind me in the excursion and he swervin'
Hit the parkin' lot by the club just swervin'
Headlights shinin' on my dubs while I'm swervin'
I keep an old pistol on my lap while I'm swervin'
Just in case I have to peel a cap while I swerve'
I play the six by nine's with the slap while I'm swervin'
I gotta have the killa and the yak while I'm swervin'
A four or five hundred dollar stack big swervin'
Smokin' on some doesha early Monday and I been swervin'
Since Thursday, red bones in the back got me swervin'
Shit, I done took my eyes up off the road when I was rubbin' on that cat
Doin' it big like that nigga swervin'
It's all good we on the map Baton Rouge where you at swerve
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
You ain't never had shit
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin, yeah
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
This for my dogs in penitentiary, in the pen
Who holla shit like gutter gutter when you mention me
And Hennessy, man that hen got me swervin' crazy
I saw a dime turned my head and almost hit a lady
Slow down baby, with lil' bleet hollerin' in the back
I'm in my sts lil Jr. In my other lac, don't fuck with Hatch
'Cause I'll hit you with that Nina Ross
It's on your head bitch, you dead, I'll pay the cost
'Cause I'm a boss in the South side of Baton Rouge
Where niggaz swervin' on them twenty's and them twenty-two's
We act a fool, back in the game I used to go to dreams
In my firebird on them choppers with them fuckin' screens
Sippin' that lean, actin' like I never had shit
Bust your head in traffic, I'll wrap you up in plastic
Show your ass magic, abrah kadabrah kadoo here go lil' boo
This verse for all my hoes who be swervin too
Ssb swerve, bottom, upt swerve top, Park T Easy
T cc serve, Fairfield swerve, Sherwood swerve
Every hood in Baton Rouge it's all good swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right
I never had swerve
This for my daddy, swerve
I'm gettin' cash, swerve
I act a ass, swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, swerve on 'em then
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