Swinging

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[Intro: Hakmadafack] You know what you get when you give a bunch of men stuff They resent you for that They wanna kill you because they wanna be the boss If a man doesn't wanna be the boss Then he's not a real man Every real man wants to be a boss Hakmadafack (fuck) (fuck) Hakmadafack (fuck) (fuck) [Verse 1: AK] Tryna get like Roddy Rich Every season a nigga be ballin You said that's your bitch when she held my dick I saw your number calling If I back out my flick and insert in pricks better juice when the mains gets pouring Ring Trap and no time for snoring Dishing out packs and sometimes it gets boring In this pot no noodlеs whip bro flipped his wrist that's hella 'procees' My nigga took risk he won't takе up six long time he ain't been seen dem spent a rack on jeans Them press cost creams you wet like fiends Like Martin a nigga just follows his dreams Get paid every way til them run up my streams [Verse 2: DopeSmoke] Side by side that's Rambo's twinning Three man step that's near my siblings Wet man's head like he just had christening Thinking what opp block pack am I billing ? See my blade didn't do no thinking Who's that what's that jump out swing it M charge if I get that ink in listen little bro told him me he's itching and told him I'll Mitch him can we go pitch him ready up we going fishing Rambo knives and fuck off kitchens mountain bikes and we cut thru Brixton (Rambo knives and fuck off kitchens mountain bikes and we cut thru Brixton) (baow!) (baow!) [Chorus: Monkey] Still playing up position Wayne Rooney OPP block lurk man slide like Toosey My OPPs came cut like bitches groupies Every day's next new ps Bro said I can't fuck that bitch (nah) She got a big mouth like Ruby (big one) We was outside living life like a movie You was inside tryna get coochie Still playing up position Wayne Rooney OPP block lurk man slide like Toosey (slide) (slide) My OPPs came cut like bitches groupies Every day's next new ps Bro said I can't fuck that bitch (nah) She got a big mouth like Ruby (big one) We was outside living life like a movie You was inside tryna get coochie [Verse 3: Monkey] Life's still Gucci My OPPs piss on track but the man get whacked brain cells loopey (baow!) (baow!) Pull up on trucks no Scooby numerous man got whacked with this tooley (tooley) (mmm) Spill man's blood now his opp block's moody Revive from the family yeah that's my duty Three Ls in the month I thought I went madder but wins and losses just come in the platter anyway back with the opps and scatter pull up on niggas the opps don't matter no introduction needed (nah) They already know the gang (no) pull up on them where they hang like Cillit the wap go BANG! [Verse 4: SJ] Ain't in the office I'm in the ends (local!) Loyalty tied with bro nem and I tell females they my friends (driller) Respect ain't around here if you ain't shed blood and it don't make sense (No!) Chef me and I cheffed his friend Ever done two man with the Mac on the ped I done countless trips for the shotty (yeah) No one ain't young and tight with the— and he turn my man biscotti (no cap!) Quality street for the spinner I left it empty and built some broccoli you know the vibes I ain't tryna be cocky (You Know!) Numerous man been shredded PTSD gets real for donny's cos we do shit properly (shedded) [Chorus: Monkey] Still playing up position Wayne Rooney OPP block lurk man slide like Toosey My OPPs came cut like bitches groupies Every day's next new ps Bro said I can't fuck that bitch (nah) She got a big mouth like Ruby (big one) We was outside living life like a movie You was inside tryna get coochie Still playing up position Wayne Rooney OPP block lurk man slide like Toosey My OPPs came cut like bitches groupies Every day's next new ps Bro said I can't fuck that bitch (nah) She got a big mouth like Ruby (big one) We was outside living life like a movie You was inside tryna get coochie
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- Hakmadafack & 67