Letra Swangin Stalley

Swangin

Featuring Scarface

(Intro)
We’re gonna do this one for the ruckus
Climb on in, let’s ride
Gonna show you what it really look like
High up in the sky
Like overpasses, pullin in the intersection
A whole new meaning to the words moon roof
Outer space, baby
I don’t think you were ever this high in a vehicle ever ever

(Hook)
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the…
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn

(Verse)
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
2 fingers been in corners of blocks, stand still
Cops on my heels but I’m beatin down still
Chrome on my lack for these jackers out to kill
Feet size Shaquille, it’s magic how the paint pop the grill
Pop the clutch and squeal, blaze chop like Kill Bill

(Hook)
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn
(boy I see you swangin,
You see me swangin
boy I see you swangin)

(Verse)
Grab my shells and roll up, triple stack my cups up
Charlie Ranches and Xanax, my special potion Cola
Me seats feel like sofas, cup in my hand, no toasters
This drink don’t spill, I’m focused
I sip, I been, I smoke up
All in one motion, doin 60 I’m floatin
Ever out doin, now I’m gloatin
Ridin in slow motion
My new car look like my old one

(boy boy boy I see you
Boy boy boy I see you
Boy boy boy I see you swangin)

(Hook)
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the…
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn
(boy I see you swangin, boy I see you swangin)

(Verse)
Cherry red paint make the frame glow
Them gold flakes make it rainbow
When sun hit it, it shine from every angle
Furry red dice dingle from the rearview, a pimp’s cathedral
Diamond in the back, the hardtop is my halo
Let my sweet angel ride shotgun and chill

Boy I see you
Boy boy boy I see you
Boy boy boy I see you swangin

(Verse)
My music jam, I’m bangin screw
Shout out to my Houston crew
Uncle Bun and Scarface, the reason why my car lace
With attachable alpine face
15’s and loud bass
Hampton listen to Screw, right?
First time I poured lean
I had to use up 2 Sprite
I swear I drove like all night
Under that Houston star lazy, rest in peace to the pimp
And big Mo the bar baby, the bar baby, the bar baby, the bar baby

(Hook)
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the…
I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I’mma show you, I’mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang cocky, way I hold my drink don’t spill
Damn
(boy I see you swangin, boy I see you swangin)

(Verse)
Glass 84’s gleamin under my ride
A summertime vibe, it’s 1995
Back when DJ Screw had the cities slow down
3 in the morning, drink was pouring out
Back to take you back to where you couldn’t ride slab
Cuz the elbow killer come and tip it up the ave
And catchin niggas slippin, then beat you for your shit
And put a bullet in yo head
Keepin yo people seatin
That’s why I be trippin when I see em ridin those
I whisper to myself, what these niggas don’t know?
Flaked out, bow crank, they Hollywood hoppin
With French antennas, the pop doors boppin
The 18 speakers so it’s no backseat
Got them big head rigs, if one bad breed
Most sucka niggas get off, my south side dame
Keep a zigga zag lady, you ain’t south side mane

You see me swangin, swangin