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Swervin’ Lyrics by Burger Man

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[Verse 1: Burger Man, DC The Don , Both]
I'm the shit, huh, ain't it mane
I raw dog your [?]
I'm the shit, huh, ain't it mane
I raw dog your [?] (What)
I'm the shit, huh, ain't it mane
I raw dog your [?] (Let's go)
Hit her with that Hanky Pank
My big dick go jang-a-lang (Boom)
Bitch, I'm fresh as Bathing Apes
Push my whip, swing lane to lane (What)
[?] in the gang, we go apeshit, then swing like we orangutans (Fuck)
Racks up, cash up, swagged up, bag up (What, What, What)
Niggas bite what I write, 'cause I'm tight as fuck
[?], rapper (Yeah), act up, blast 'ya (Yeah), act up, jacked up, smacked up, bastard (Bitch)
Move bitch, vroom, beep beep (Get the fuck out the way), go faster (Super!)
Move that ruger out the Uber, we gon' tag you (Grah)
Y-You gon' beg and please, David Ruffin in this bitch
If a nigga play then wе gon' stomp a nigga in his shit (Dumbass nigga)
Niggas see me, they [?] speak, but thеy dissin' in they songs
I stand on the shit I say, don't know what type of shit they on (Okay)
I'ma catch a body, flee the scene, I cannot stay long (What else)
Ooh, I can't help but wait to catch a nigga like [?] (Okay)
Bitch, you send a threat, we send them shots, why these boys so fragile, hoe
DC popped the nigga, he skrrt off and took the back route (Hello)
What's that tough shit you was talking, what was all that cap 'bout (What, What)
We some [?] shooters, we gon' make you niggas tap out
[?] summon this beat, then I'm running, I got this bitch jumping and bumpin' and thumpin', I'm something you nothing, when I get it [?], get left on the floor like you muh'fuckin' [?] (Aye), my flow, you can't touch it, I blow like a trumpet, the women, they love it, but they won't get nothin' (Yeah), get carved like a pumpkin, we fuck and then bust, but I'ma just string her along like a puppet (Aye)
[Chorus: Burgerman & DC The Don]
1, 2, 3, 4
DC and Burgerman 'bout to kick a door (Aye, aye, aye)
We not for the fuckin' jokes (Worldwide)
Hailing from Milwaukee and I'm creepin' out the [?] (Let's go)
5, 6, 7, 8 (What, what, what, what)
Up the 'K and blast it, shoot a nigga in his face (Gang)
9, 10
Bitch, we going in (Let's go)
We does this shit my nigga, we will do this shit again
[Verse 2: DC The Don]
Aye, walked in your party with shades on, too cool nigga, I'm feelin' like Mase (Uh-huh)
Tell your lil nigga to chill out before we pull up and just spray out the place (Aye, uh-huh)
Clearly I'm [?] the bottle, we blowin' Gelato, she fuck for a dollar
Baby told me it's green, so I had to go holler (What)
Give me that brain, I need me a scholar (Yes)
I need me a thottie hoe, fuck her then adios
Too many shots, where the fuck did his body go? (Grr)
He blown away, they don't know the diagnose (Boom)
[?] cash in this fuckin' Bugatti hoe
Swervin' (Skrrt, skrrt), Taliban gang, turban (Gang, yeah)
I know the trap workin' (Flex)
Get in yo' bag, you hurtin', swervin'
He was nervous, he seen me in person (Woah, bitch)
And this bitch was on my motherfuckin' line so much, this bitch is a motherfuckin' burden
Got his momma like “Oh my God, he didn’t deserve it”
Kill all the witnesses, they know the verdict
Get his ass, green bean, yeah, the shot so perfect (Boom)
Feel like I'm Harden, I'm whippin' the bourbon
Walked in your crib with a mask on my face (What)
We gon' need everything, everything, everything
I'm Betty Crocker, I'm whippin' the ’K
Bitch, don't move, what the fuck did I say?
Beat that bitch head to the motherfuckin’ bass
I’m with Burger, he finna come air out the place (Boom, boom), nigga, yeah
ØUTLAW with me
I'm a [?] taggin', soul snatchin', pole blastin', wild ass nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
Coast to coast, flip the dope, stack it up, double my figure (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
[?], keep it close, 'case a nigga want a [?] (Aye)
Ain't no free hands, we don't do friends, this is fucking la familia, bitch (Gang)
[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, 4
DC and Burgerman 'bout to kick a door
We not for the fuckin' jokes
Hailing from Milwaukee and I'm creepin' out the [?]
5, 6, 7, 8
Up the 'K and blast it, shoot a nigga in his face
9, 10
Bitch, we going in
We does this shit my nigga, we will do this shit again
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