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b.o.c. click - swangin' 23's lyrics

[intro (big moe)]
b+o+c, m+o+e, t+o+p man
and you know i’m smoking on the ‘ole tree man
b+o+c, m+o+e, t+o+p man
and you know i’m smoking on the ‘ole tree man

[hook (big moe)]
rolling in a ‘lac on tw+nky 3’s
blowing on a pound of tree (of tree)
it’s the m+o+e and the b+o+c
represent the southside streets

[verse 1 (south paw)]
uh, playa it’s me the youngsta named south p
i spend hunnids everyday like they grow on trees
princess cuts on my sleeves i’m a southside g
don’t like no dirty old sleaze sweating all my cheese
bop please, i got ’bout 5 chrome keys
flipping game with j+panese to a throwed chinese
ask brain, we sit on dies’ and cherokees
smoke [?] blacken my [?]
who it be? that boy causing all this static
riding mustang automatic and it’s go go gadget
m+o+e in the back, watching screens in the ‘lac
almost had a heart attack when he seen my trunk crack
just that young lil’ mack off the streets of tampa
wetting blocks like a [?] making [?] scamper
but i’m off in texas living throwed and wreckless
yo girlfriend got mesmerized when she seen my neckless

[hook x2]

[verse 2 (t.i. cuz)]
man, bobbing and weaving i’m dodging screens out the ceiling
4 pioneer 15’s make my trunk start ringing
i ain’t jack frost but i got a lot of ice
and i ain’t a gambler but i shoot a lot of dice
and i’m worth about twice what most rappers be
i ain’t waiting on a deal the deal waiting for me
i represent the dirty 3 lamborghini with the motor
ball outta control we gettin’ paid like oprah
we don’t drank soda, unless ‘zine in it
look at my garage it’s a limousine in it
sky’s the limit, that was the first cd
brag a lot, jag a lot, yeah cousin that was me
i’m blinged up looking like a set of chrome
if you watch mtv cribs then you might see my home
i be smelling like a zone getting high like whitney
i got a glock that’ll put a hole in your kidney

[hook x2]

[verse 3 (lil’ za)]
uh, it’s lil’ za, man, you know i like to ball
i hop on 4 wheelers and i tw+nky inch crawl
5th wheel falled and i picked it back up
south peezy pour some more juice up in my cup
i’m just 8 years old mama name keko
lil’ za so small can’t see me through a peephole
nico, why big moe moving so slow?
turn off the ceiling fans cuz the ice got me froze
brand new, minibike, that i got from kryptonite
mama give me my gucci glasses cuz i’m feeling good tonight
jaywalking up the street
police called me negro
hey let me use my phone to tyler, rose hearing my beeper
i’m on my late night creeper don’t tell roosevelt
baguettes on my watch seem like they scared to meddle
bulldog on my chain freezy like a coldcut
dressed down in fubu so a youngsta gotta strut
man

[hook x3]

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