Letras
[Hook - 2x]
Swing down, sweet chariots let me ride
Coming down slow, on the damn Southside
Swanging on 4's, slamming on do's
Pimping your hoes, that's the way it goes
[Fat Pat]
It's the big sugar daddy, bailing none other
Coming down with Blount, in the red and peanut butter
Naw I didn't stutter, popping trunks surround
Coming down slow, watch a playa what clown
On the Boulevard, yeah my swangas we'll mob
I'm coming down the Boulevard, swanging on 'em hard
Me and C.B., got the T.V. on
Got my Glock in my lap, riding till dawn
Man it's on, when we hit the parking lot
Pop trunk red neon, it don't stop
Watching hoes bop, cause we on that glass
C.B. crawling, yeah I got on my mask
With my Sacci locs, ready to let my pistol smoke
Cause up in the C, and I'm gone off that dope
Leaning on the drank, so what you think
I got my hand on my Glock, plus I got my shank
[Hook - 2x]
[Mike D]
I swang on dots, floss on chops
Hit the scene heat it up, like a boiling crock pot
Dipping so low, in the Jag cockpit
Got my paws frostbit, with six screens lit
Feeling like the shit, mobbing on twin Z's
Pat and Blount in the Lac, I'm in the J-A-G
Sipping a skeet taste, with a cannon on my waste
Iceberg to the drawas, putting it all in your face
Shocking and body rocking, swanging side to side
Crawling wide body, with Palomino inside
Tell I'm a 84 glider, mono-block glider
Catch me and 3 in the Pathfinder, with diamonds that'll blind you
Smoking on sticky, sipping lean in my machine
Through the parking lot crawling, hogging dogging the scene
With my mug on mean, working sixteen
Swanging on you boys, fulfilling ghetto dreams
[Hook - 2x]
[Mr. 3-2]
Lumilean to Eddies, money over bop hoes
My Diablo, and see six zeros
Niggas sturn like 84's, and switch like kids