Swishahouse - Swervin lyrics

(*talking*) Yup-yup, that's what it is Uh that's what it do, yeah-yeah Yup-yup, uh-huh yeah Yup this what it is, check it-check it [Lil' Keke] Crawling and cutting, pressing the bu*ton coming through 24 inch shoe, and I'm banging on the Screw Pop trunk, with neon lights to get them peon brights My chrome pipes, taking flight tonight I keep the cold black steel, strapped tight to my waist Cause they probably getting mad, while I'm hurting they face In the new vehicle, candy tricycle Boppers on the sideline, trying to get some air time Cause the trunk glow, parked at the front do' 5000 Watts, DJ Screw got it so slow We puffing hydro, start cuffing your hoe Keep the heater on me, if they trip I'll let one go I got em right now, hollin' turn the ba** down Home of candy paint and purple drank, this is H-Town We on them blocks, and we showing off them rocks Young Don Ke', and I'm pimping the parking lot [Hook - 2x] Swangling jangling, bouncing and swerving Pimping the parking lot, boppers out and they serving Heater on me, cause I never floss lonely Banging on that Screw, and it got 5000 Watts homie [Coota Bang] From the North to the South, Screwed Up slow motion homie R.I.P. Soulja Slim, slow motion fo' me Banging on Screw, it got 5000 Watts on it Strap on my lap, I should install a dot on it Fifth wheel relax, trunk wave fists clutching grain Swang and bang chain hang, it's a southern thang Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my neck G. Dash Swishablast, ca-camas on my check I'm H-Town stomping, and man still repping For my boy A.D., I'll pop trunk on a pedestrian Gorilla pimp the parking lot, in need for a lesbian With dreams, of becoming my head source of intelligence For boppers on a mission, trying to be where the cheddar went Missing a corner rolling here, make you a President The theory I'm banging, will make you breathe easy It's A-Leezy, coupe B.G. with Kekeezy [Hook - 2x] [Archie Lee] I'm swanging dangling, I'm bouncing and swerving These n***as on the cut, and these hookers out here serving I'm perving, gone off the Henn I'm a yack boy If I front you some work, you better bring it back boy Beating up the parking lot, setting off car alarms n***as see me coming, and start grabbing on they girl arms H-Town, b**h you can respect my mind I got blue or canary yellow, b**h respect my shine We got Soft in the front, Quack in the back Two k**ers at the do', just in case they wanna jack Don't worry I'm not lonely, trust me homie Everytime you see me flossing, I got the heater up on me Mr. Masta Archie Lee boy, I drive slow Trunk like Bruce Leroy, it got that glow Hey I'm only strapped, with that 4-5 on me Banging Swishahouse, and I got 5000 Watts homie [Hook - 2x]