Swing Your Rag (louis Rag) lyrics
(Chorus- Swizz Beatz)
Alright, okay, 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 (X2) (Verse 1- T.I.) New Akoo outfit wit a gucci rag Tied to my beltloop and my Louis bag Full of stacks rubber bands round big cash Got a sick swag til tha hataz get mad (come on) We in the club homes gettin our thug on Bottles of patron if you grown get your buzz on We brought the broads out and brought the cars out I'm like the moon I shine and bring the stars out When it dark out get the squad out We ball hard sucka nigga eat ya heart out I'm too advanced super swag in my Louis pants Ballin now my Louis silk shirt match my Louis rag (Chorus) (Verse 2- T.I.) In musabi(? ) big ballin is my hobby I'm boppin while I'm walkin rag fallin out my pocket If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talkin Get it on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses Catch me flossin at the mall talkin to a broad She follow me and gucci and I taught her how to ball 3 pair shoes 4 shirts 6 rags Chick said dad that's more in my bag Shawty I can show you how to spend this bread real fast Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast Silk scarf hangin outa jeans yall Homie I aint thinkin I'm just doin my thing Chorus) (Verse 3- T.I.) I took some time off and now I'm back yall While your in the line at the club I'm in the back dawg And when this song on ballas peel stacks off And make it rain on them broads watch the stacks fall And pull your rag out and wave it left, right Let it sag wit ya pants get ya swag just right Ride bankhead flare flyin out the benz Once a fool wit it we gon'bring em out again (Chorus)
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