Swerve Lyrics

[Intro:]

Aye Pops

They love that sofa shit

OKE

I mean he do this shit 'cus he love it

I mean he did this shit cause you couldn't find Just Blazin

We go

Just a fine nigga

[Verse 1:]

I'm back, open the door nigga

All this bout the verse, what is it for nigga?

I ain't Jay-Z nigga, I'm still poor nigga

Hey y'all stat, welcome into the store nigga

My baby mama hope my feelings got me sore nigga

But that's cool cause I'm bad to my core nigga

What's up? 40 Glock you want some more nigga?

Game don't fall off, Game get bored nigga

Compton, got it coming out my Porsche nigga

I'm like Cassidy with 25 million

Stack it up, that's like a project building

Get back with 50 but I can't cause I killed em

Wait, have you seen him?

Nada, papa, nigga live on that milk carton

And my nigga Boosie still ain't got a car to swerve

[Hook:]

Said my nigga Boosie still ain't got a car nah, swerve

My lil nigga Boosie still ain't got a car nah, swerve

Say my nigga Lil Boosie still ain't got a car nah, swerve

[Verse 2:]

So take a shot at any of my little niggas, it's raw nigga

Fuck a gun, we bring hammers, like we throwin nigga

My nigga Pops got beats you can't ignore nigga

Said my nigga Pops got beats you can't afford nigga

Wake up double the kush, we by the shore nigga

It's 3: 40 now, back in Compton by 4 nigga

105, doing 105, shell slides like dubs in it

I'm so good with the razor

Take the heart, break the soap and carve doves in it

I got your bitch no club fin it

I wear raw, bust a nut in me

Disrespect intended however you spend it got sucker in it

Cause none of ya'll from out here

You think you run out here, have your ass on a run out here

You a bum out here, and no don't call Biggie

Cause we in the fam and then we bout to bust a big Q, swerve

[Hook:]

Said my nigga Boosie still ain't got a car nah, swerve

My lil nigga Boosie still ain't got a car nah, swerve

And all these lame niggas droppin Gucci flat top f..ck that, swerve

Say my lil nigga did smash a car and we gon swerve

[Outro:]

Hey Pops, you a motherfucker for this shit

I told you what I'm a do

I'm a talk to you motherfuckin slow about

4 and a half more bars

And I'm a let that bitch breathe

So when my nigga Boosie get out the motherfucking joint

Then catch some shit on one these motherfuckers

So full of shit

Breathe...

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