Letras
Hey, Sway, what the fuck you got here
I like
I like
I like
I like when you keep that shit sweet for me
Candy on your tongue when you speak to me
You just want them racks so you teasing me
Met you in the club, you was geeked for me
Coming out yo' clothes, you keep your toes done
You a city girl, we having more fun
Bringing all the drugs, you know my niggas brought the guns
We some real shooters, we ain't running from no one
Riding around the city, I'm lit, all my hoes thick
I can never pay that bitch rent if she is not my bitch
Got a 50 ball on me, you know it's no maxing this shit
Prada fit on my body, mix it with the Rick Owen shit
I like all my hoes, chocolate
I bought a purse to match her skin
I can never fuck with these niggas, they like fake friends
Mama told me that the snakes in the grass, I cut again
Bitches, want top , on my body, she want fuck again
We in the Mercedes she getting lit, she wanna tell me all her problems
I'm a star, baby girl, I'm popping regardless
Might spend these racks on you, if you going top
Might throw these racks at you, if you dance at Follies
I like
I like
I like
I like when you keep that shit sweet for me
Candy on your tongue when you speak to me
You just want them racks so you teasing me
Met you in the club, you was geeked for me
Coming out yo' clothes, you keep your toes done
You a city girl, we having more fun
Bringing all the drugs, you know my niggas brought the guns
We some real shooters, we ain't running from no one