lirik lagu southside playaz - swang down
[hook: x2]
swing down, sweet chariots let me ride
coming down slow, on the d-mn southside
sw-nging on 4’s, slamming on do’s
pimping your hoes, that’s the way it goes
[fat pat:]
it’s the big sugar daddy, bailing none other
coming down with blount, in the red and peanut b-tter
naw i didn’t stutter, popping trunks surround
coming down slow, watch a playa what clown
on the boulevard, yeah my sw-ngas we’ll mob
i’m coming down the boulevard, sw-nging on ’em hard
me and c.b., got the t.v. on
got my glock in my lap, riding till dawn
man it’s on, when we hit the parking lot
pop trunk red neon, it don’t stop
watching hoes bop, cause we on that gl-ss
c.b. crawling, yeah i got on my mask
with my sacci locs, ready to let my pistol smoke
cause up in the c, and i’m gone off that dope
leaning on the drank, so what you think
i got my hand on my glock, plus i got my shank
[hook x2]
[mike d:]
i sw-ng on dots, floss on chops
hit the scene heat it up, like a boiling crock pot
dipping so low, in the jag c-ckpit
got my paws frostbit, with six screens lit
feeling like the sh-t, mobbing on twin z’s
pat and blount in the lac, i’m in the j-a-g
sipping a skeet taste, with a cannon on my waste
iceberg to the drawas, putting it all in your face
shocking and body rocking, sw-nging side to side
crawling wide body, with palomino inside
tell i’m a 84 glider, mono-block glider
catch me and 3 in the pathfinder, with diamonds that’ll blind you
smoking on sticky, sipping lean in my machine
through the parking lot crawling, hogging d-gg-ng the scene
with my mug on mean, working sixteen
sw-nging on you boys, fulfilling ghetto dreams
[hook x2]
[mr. 3-2:]
lumilean to eddies, money over bop hoes
my diablo, and see six zeros
n-gg-z sturn like 84’s, and switch like kids
gotta move around, cause they’ll put it in yo ur ears
still sipping but no beer, checking up my styrofoam
in h-town texas, my home sweet home
the governor and corleone, p-a-t resurrected
vote for mr. 3-2, to be reelected
we mafia connected, with the streets on lock
entertaining my peoples, on the fifty foot yacht
i pull a big body out to, bending corners turning heads
from the boulevard mlk, to the blocks of homestead
flossing and flipping turning, tipping so low
beating the trunk, and dropping the top real slow
letting the world feel it, realest from the gulf coast
we sw-ng down up on the block, body rock with my folks
[hook x2]
[scratching]
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