Swizz Beatz - Swizzy (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] This the remix baby, yeah! Ya already know what it is Cause if you don't you just don't know nothin sh**. Period. Stupid [Verse] You know me I just be chillin in the Phantom Listening to opera Gun is my body guard Call it Kevin Costner Prolly won't stop if I get to poppin them shots You n***as is sweeter than a box of Red Hots Hah f** around, see a flock of red dots Smoke good, eat good Only f** a b**h if her throat good, feet good Just bought a Fleetwood And I'mma put some D's on that b**h Looking like I got a diamond disease on my wrist Fresh, bunch of little G's on my kicks I'mma dog, you're all a bunch of fleas on my dick Young Money Cash Money And we gon' get the money, even if it k**s y'all And I'mma ride til the muthaf**in wheels off George Gervin, I'mma get my chill on I'm cold, yeah I get my Buffalo Bill on Beating up your block, yeah I get my Emmett Till on In the New Edition, yeah I get my Johnny Gill on Keep a shotgun, yeah I get my Jayson Will on f** it Swizz, I'm still goin Black entertainment, yeah I get my Steven Hill on Only to talk models, yeah I get my Seal on Make that chick rock, get my Amil on Two girls, let em get they pill on Let em get they feel on I get my Tip Drill on Hey, now why you that ice grill on I leave you lookin like you got a barbecue grill on Yeah, we got money to the ceilin Real n***a, I get my Keep It Real on And they be lying on wax, like a earphone Weezy Baby, the best from here on Swish, I'm in gear homes They in trouble, we gon' bubble like beer foam No h*mo, let em get they queer on No commercial, I just take the Leer home My girl, she get her Pam Grier She don't touch me I got cashmere on I ballin', you just Erick Dampier, dawg I'm dirty, I get my Bill Laimbeer on Weezy the Beast Swizzy the Monster And we're gone [Outro] I'm stuffed..