paroles de chanson Swim - 88GLAM
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Ever
since
I
got
bags,
yeah,
they
been
on
my
dick
Ever
since
I
got
swag,
yeah,
they
jump
on
my
ship
Everyday
pushin'
muscle,
yeah,
I
don't
go
to
no
gym
When
I
walk
through,
leave
puddles,
yeah,
all
I
do
is
swim
(Swim,
swim,
swim,
swim,
swim)
Pockets
out
of
shape
(Shape)
Got
a
kilo
on
my
neck,
yeah,
sorry
for
the
wait
(Wait)
And
I
had
to
throw
these
bands,
know
that
nigga
heavyweight
(Racks)
And
I
want
it
more,
no
less,
yeah,
I
don't
take
no
breaks
Brand
new
foreign
goin'
"Beep,
beep"
(Beep)
Runnin'
up
this
game,
we
got
the
cheat
sheet
(Cheat
sheet)
We
go
back
to
back
like
my
CCs
(Back)
I
got
cabbage
patch,
I
got
seaweed
(Rack)
Run
up
rack,
rack,
racks
on
the
briefly
(Yeah)
Skrrt,
skrrt
in
the
back
of
the
Foreign,
the
backseat
gon'
recline
back
Run
up
my
racks
when
I'm
tourin',
I'm
never
gon'
get
this
time
back
(Time)
40
pointers
in
my
chain,
That's
what
I'm
talkin'
'bout
(What
I'm
talkin'
'bout)
Told
you
this
ain't
no
game,
man,
coach
call
timeout
(Time)
Still
talkin'
down
online,
you
need
to
sign
out
(Yeah)
I
can
never
be
no
jank,
I
made
up
my
mind
'bout
Ever
since
I
got
bags,
yeah,
they
been
on
my
dick
Ever
since
I
got
swag,
yeah,
they
jump
on
my
ship
Everyday
pushin'
muscle,
yeah,
I
don't
go
to
no
gym
When
I
walk
through,
leave
puddles,
yeah,
all
I
do
is
swim
(Swim,
swim,
swim,
swim,
swim)
Pockets
out
of
shape
(Shape)
Got
a
kilo
on
my
neck,
yeah,
sorry
for
the
wait
(Wait)
And
I
had
to
throw
these
bands,
know
that
nigga
heavyweight
(Racks)
And
I
want
it
more,
no
less,
yeah,
I
don't
take
no
breaks
Runnin'
it
back
like
avoidin'
the
sack,
Keep
me
a
shooter
that
got
it
attached
(Yeah)
I
know
one
day
I'll
be
catchin'
that
rat,
One
in
his
leg
and
then
one
in
his
ab
(Pew,
pew,
oh
yeah)
All
of
this
spendin'
while
makin'
a
stack,
All
of
these
bitches
is
makin'
me
mad
(Mad)
Got
all
these
stripes
like
I'm
wearing
the
plaid,
Speakin'
no
English,
you
wearin'
a
badge
(Yeah)
And
I
can't
even
add
all
this
money
in
my
hand
(Yeah)
Too
many
poles,
never
ran,
Took
the
measures
in
my
hands
(Racks,
racks,
yeah)
And
I
can't
even
add
all
this
money
in
my
hand
(Can't)
Too
many
trips,
where
do
I
land?
Hop
out
the
PJ
into
a
Lamb'
(Yeah)
That
ain't
no
stack,
it's
minimal
flex,
Stumble
on
racks,
now
I'm
watchin'
my
step
(Arriba)
Drive
the
Bugatti,
it
fly
like
a
jet,
I
walk
on
this
beat
like
a
pimp
with
a
limp
(Yeah)
Shoot
at
his
dog
like
I
work
at
the
vet,
Green
light
is
on,
keep
one
in
the
head
(Pew,
pew)
Pourin'
me
up,
yeah,
I'm
sippin'
the
red,
That
money
go
long,
sleep
when
I'm
dead
(Yeah,
yeah)
Ever
since
I
got
bags,
yeah,
they
been
on
my
dick
Ever
since
I
got
swag,
yeah,
they
jump
on
my
ship
Everyday
pushin'
muscle,
yeah,
I
don't
go
to
no
gym
When
I
walk
through,
leave
puddles,
yeah,
all
I
do
is
swim
(Swim,
swim,
swim,
swim,
swim)
Pockets
out
of
shape
(Shape)
Got
a
kilo
on
my
neck,
yeah,
sorry
for
the
wait
(Wait)
And
I
had
to
throw
these
bands,
know
that
nigga
heavyweight
(Racks)
And
I
want
it
more,
no
less,
yeah,
I
don't
take
no
breaks
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