Soulja Boy - Swag Get At You Lyrics

2 s Swag Get At You Lyrics[Intro: Soulja Boy]
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Turn me up, bruh, turn me up, bruh (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
Turn me up, bruh (Yeah, yeah, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Oh yeah, yeah, there we go (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, ayy, woo, woo woo)
Yeah, what's up, bruh? (Yo) What it do, bruh? (What's up, bruh?)

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (My swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya
I'm ridin' drop top and I'm 'bout the action
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
And I'm 'bout the action (Go, go, go, go, go)
Ridin' drop top, let my swag get at ya
And I'm 'bout the action (Dre, Dre)
Ridin' drop top, let my swag get at ya (Swag get at ya)

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Ayy, bitch, nigga game official (Yeah, yeah, nigga game official, yeah)
Stepped on the scene, nigga clean as a whistle (Hey, hey, yeah, clean as a whistle)
Four-five flat screens, nigga flip like a platter (Ayy, hey, hey, yeah, like a platter)
And I hopped up out the Jeep, you know I'm ready for action (Yeah, yeah, Soldier, yeah)
Soulja Boy, that be my name, you know I'm bringin' that pain (Ayy, yeah, yeah, know I'm bringin' that pain)
Got five tattoos, you know I fuck wit' T Lanez (Ayy, yeah, you know I fuck wit' T Lanez)
You know I fuck wit' that nigga Trav, I got a hunnid to slap (Yeah, Trav, ayy, to slap)
Nigga fell off in Miami, them hoes fell off of from my cap (Hey, hey, hey, zoom)
Nigga, young Soulja Boy, knowin' I won't pop a tag, boy (Hey, Soldier, yeah, sss, yeah)
I fall off in the club, VIP, off on they ass, bruh (Swag, hey, hey)
Oh my God, my Ferrari goin' ham, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just up out that bitch, and Soulja Boy done throw them bands up (Swag, swag, swag, Soldier)
Real ass niggas in the club, they goin' ham, cuh' (Hey, hey, yeah)
Four on my wrist, and I just got my hair cut (Hey, wrist, zoom)
Yellow diamond shawty wit' that Breitling on my wrist (Yeah, swag, vroom, swag, vroom)
Nigga talk that shit, I put that pistol to yo' lips, boy (Dre, Dre, Dre, vroom)
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Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (My swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya
I'm ridin' drop-top and I'm 'bout the action
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
And I'm 'bout the action (Go, go, go, go, go)
Ridin' drop-top, let my swag get at ya
And I'm 'bout the action (Dre, Dre)
Ridin' drop-top, let my swag get at ya (Swag get at ya, yeah)

[Verse 2: Trav]
Kush, weed, lean, know me, I be Eastside high (High)
On that paper plane (Plane), stupid fly (Yeah)
Weed, no loud (Loud), like a ghetto bitch (Bitch)
If she said she fuck me and suck me, she a lyin' bitch (What else?)
Gettin' Becky from a Becky, almost crashed the Porsche (What else?)
Call her head collision (Bitch), she suicide my balls (Yeah)
Swaggin' out the bank (Yeah), I'm the turd, bitch (Yeah)
Whippin' white girl (Yeah), [?] (Go, yeah)
Soulja told to get 'em (Go, yeah), Kingston got me rich (Go, yeah)
All I get is money, I let my swag spit (That's money)
I don't talk much, what else matter, kid?
Money Bad Boys, finna catch some cases
[Chorus: Soulja Boy & Tory Lanez]
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (My swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya
I'm ridin' drop-top and I'm 'bout the action
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
And I'm 'bout the action (Go, yeah, fuck nigga, go, go, go, go)
Ridin' drop-top, let my swag get at ya (Yeah, Canada)
And I'm 'bout the action (Hahaha, Dre, Dre, Swavey, baby)
Ridin' drop-top, let my swag get at ya (Yeah, what up, Jay? Swag get at ya)

[Verse 3: Tory Lanez]
Bitch, I'm really ballin' (Aw), bitch, I'm really ballin' (Aw)
Three iPhones, know yo' bitch is really callin' (I know)
I said sorry for stuntin', that Maserati be pumpin'
Bass out the speakers, we bumpin', blunted, give a fuck 'bout nothin' (Uh-uh)
I said I'm swaggin' on you niggas (Aw), know my swag is just so vicious (Aw, aw)
And I'm baggin' all you bitches (Aw) that's attracted to my riches (Aw, aw)
I'm wit' Soulja and yo' broad, load them hoes up in my car (My car)
Girl, you supposed to give me brain (What?) 'cause I'm supposed to be a star (Hahaha)
So if you hatin', then fuck it, fuck it, we made it, we stuntin'
Frontin' on you frontin' muh'fuckers that just hate that we done it (Hate that we did it, uh)
I said I'm silly with the flow, really wit' the dough
Kid kid so hot, nigga, never chilly in the snow
Hit a nigga wit' the milli in the middle of his forehead
More dead, tryna stack a billion or more, bitch
[Chorus: Soulja Boy & Tory Lanez]
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Hahahaha, yeah, my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya
I'm ridin' drop-top and I'm 'bout the action
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch (Let my swag, let my swag, let my swag, let my swag)
Ayy, bitch, let my swag get at ya (Let my swag, let my swag get at ya)
And I'm 'bout the action (Go, go, go, go, go)
Ridin' drop-top, let my swag get at ya
And I'm 'bout the action (Dre, Dre)
Ridin' drop-top, let my swag get at ya (Swag get at ya)