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lirik lagu clipse - swing ya rag

[intro: pusha t]
feeling real good right now
play cloths in stores
if you addicted to the fly, go get that sh~t
c’mon, swizz

[hook: swizz beatz & pusha t]
alright (alright), okay (okay)
uh~huh, i like this sh~t
i don’t dance (i don’t dance), no way (yes)
i just take my louis rag out and wave it ’round in the air
til the casket drops
take my gucci rag out and wave it ’round in the air
alright (alright), okay (okay)
classic in the making, baby
i don’t dance (don’t dance), no way (no way)
uh~huh
i just take my louis rag out and wave it ’round in the air
check me out, ugh
take my gucci rag out and wave it ’round in the air

[verse 1: pusha t]
i hits hard like crack rock in ’86
them n~ggas soft like baby sh~t
n~ggas never gave me sh~t, so i ship ‘em off to haitis quick
mack bullets size of baby d~cks
i keeps two guns up, ten toes down
it’s like the world’s taking aim when you’re holding the crown
with the powder, i stays on the top of the mound
and keep pitching when they say “no mo’ is in town”
the devil wears prada, gets money, pops corks
drives maserati, emblem like a pitchfork
f~cks the naughty hoes rápido
one~night~stand ‘em, then acting like i can’t stand ‘em, sh~t
this ain’t rap, this is lifestyle lingo
the numbers so good on the squares, they yelling “bingo!”
connect asking, “what his name~o?”
george jung~ing through the pipeline like drano, p

[hook: swizz beatz]
alright (alright), okay (okay)
i don’t dance (i don’t dance), no way
i just take my louis rag out and wave it ’round in the air
take my gucci rag out and wave it ’round in the air
alright (alright), okay (okay)
i don’t dance (don’t dance), no way (no way)
i just take my louis rag out and wave it ’round in the air
take my gucci rag out and wave it ’round in the air

[verse 2: malice]
who knew one day that lil’ mookie
would always be with the bird like snoopy?
to selling his own shirt in the boutique?
i break bread with the jews like whoopi
i ain’t like rap since kool g.
“road to the riches,” krs, “love’s gonna getcha”
want base? signal to the pitcher
my crack measure in richter, n~gga, please
for this weight, they throw away the keys
it’s for this weight that n~ggas cop pleas
best friends with a stranger’s face
seeing how a n~gga turn state
the line ‘tween love and hate, a thin one
told the whole op’ and then some
it says a whole lot for friends, huh?
with this kind of pitch, they should give me the cy young
live fast, die young
with this kind of pitch, they should give me the cy young

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