Swing My Door

Lyrics

[Intro: Peewee Longway] (Sonny Digital) LoLife Blacc, keep a gun on his waist Sell a bomb where you stay at We ain't playin' 'round my way (Sonny rollin' grams of wax) Havin' bags! Bags! Bags! [Chorus: Peewee Longway] We sellin' bags; We'll pull up, where you stay at Keep a gun on yo' waist We trappin' bags; We'll sell it, where you stay at We trappin' bags 'round my way Swing my do', swing my do' They swing my do', they swing my do' They trappin' bags, where we stay at Swing my do', swing my do' They swing my do', they swing my do' They trappin' bales, where you stay at [Verse 1: Peewee Longway & Jose Guapo] I keep a gun on my waist, I sell a bale in tha' A Throw away .38, I picked-- the shell, I beat the case I'll serve you what you want, I'll weigh you up right on a clock We got choppa's, we got 9's, 'pocket rockets' and a Glock 30 Dimayar bags, distributin' drugs; Longway; Guapo da Plug Sellin' bales, for a check stub; Serve a dyke a 'dub' Gas bags, vacuum seal, yeah; And we gon' load 'em with pills Micheal Phelps, all on my wrist; Make a brick come back like piss Tilapia --favorite dish; Produce up out a brick Melle Mel, roll my bitch; And we extended the clip Givenchy shoes, Forgi' kit, pull up with the shit Scalin it, sellin' it, mailin' it in the kitchen; Break down mitts They swing my do', i'm trippin', i'm movin', i'm flippin' Tryna' sell a nick' Dirty Harry .44, John Dillinger; Nigga be killin' it Cook up a brick in a skillet; White cocaine, we cut it Price so low, we up it; Droppin' it off in a bucket Longway, bitch! [Chorus: Peewee Longway] We sellin' bags; We'll pull up, where you stay at Keep a gun on yo' waist We trappin' bags; We'll sell it, where you stay at We trappin' bags 'round my way Swing my do', swing my do' They swing my do', they swing my do' They trappin' bags, where we stay at Swing my do', swing my do' They swing my do', they swing my do' They trappin' bales, where you stay at [Verse 2: Brick Gummbi & 60 Havin & LoLife Blacc & Peewee Longway] A hundred bales on the way, to where you stay at UPS just dropped the box, it's headed at the do' mat (*Doot*) Ring the do' bell; We ain't askin', "where yo' hoe at?" Boys hot servin', like they caught a fuckin' LoJack Collective took a fire; Deliver like i'm Dominos Layin' up with a bankroll; I ain't layin' up, with no broke hoe A lot of money, servin' pounds or using ammunition Won't hesitate to take 'em off, bitch! I don't need no permission... Choppa's and extensions, layin' low- right in the dishes I love the way of life; it's Money, Pounds and Ammunition (MPA) They swing my do', they swing my do' The J's want the '2-for-4';They buyin' 'boulders' Scratchin' like they Pooka, itchin' screamin "I need mo'!" She ona' glass dick; Same thang? You layin' up wit' a broke bitch Swing my do', she swing my do'; She want that dope dick Break a nick' up off a brick, they finger fuck the kit MC Hammer with the wisk, I might 'Juug' a brick (Juug!) Longway! Bitch! [Chorus: Peewee Longway] We sellin' bags; We'll pull up, where you stay at Keep a gun on yo' waist We trappin' bags; We'll sell it, where you stay at We trappin' bags 'round my way Swing my do', swing my do' They swing my do', they swing my do' They trappin' bags, where we stay at Swing my do', swing my do' They swing my do', they swing my do' They trappin' bales, where you stay at