Текст песни Swing Via Adellea - Die IV Ty feat. Adellea

Dance around the room my dear
As i roll up another

And my windows fogged up as we pull up to the bank
And we California rolled up, like ya favorite sushi
Kiss up on my diamond even cop me new gucci
Rub up on the streets like you rub up on my coochie
Run around the crib in my panties like a hoochie
Pick up pick up every other hour niggas say they need a pick up pick up
Sicko sicko
People not the same thinking they can pull the trigger trigger trigger
12 on the loose white bitches getting thicker
Venom in my body why lie i need a snicker
Wait for the, wait for the kicker
Batter pitcher, batter batter pitcher

And swing
Swing
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Swing, swing, swing, swing

Dance around the room my love as i cut up, the ricky
Ima need a grinder why this shit so sticky
Say i grew up, now this whole shit different
I was 14 with the blick, trippin, whippin
Felt like sex on the pick up, sicko
Think bout the money when i wake up, cake up
Loading up my draco, while she do her make up
Try to tell a nigga keep the hood clean
Meanwhile this shit rain bees
And that shit don't even sting
You out of touch too it was never just me
Hey
And we don't even bleed
We no longer cry, its a waste of energy
And my shit don't die
My shit don't lean
With the swing