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flojay simpson - swag universe lyrics

[intro]

[verse one: flojay simpson]
flojay swagging out my mind in the trap
b-tches by my side, astroglide for that -ss
everybody wanna ask flojay how i’m living
money, swag, stretch hummer full of white women
if you got what it takes come and swag with flojay
me and rampant swagging, do we ever quit? (no way!)
i’m a swag scientist with the money, what it do
flojay swagging to the motherf-cking moon
houston, we got a problem: too much swag
swag overdose: f-cking swag, swag, swag
if a fool hating on my money and my ride
i’mma swag on your b-tch as i’m waving bye-bye
f-ck this planet, me and rampant with some aliens
y’all be hating on us ‘cos we’re drinking green beverages
swag universe, make it rain with my riches
landing on ur-n-s and we’re swagging sp-ce b-tches

[hook]
swag universe, and we’re swagging on that swag
we’re leaving this b-tch, earth ain’t got enough swag
f-ck your planet, man, we’re out this motherf-cker
flojay and rampant we’re the sp-ce swag brothers
everybody wonder what it is we’re doing currently
swagging on your girl, make it rain sp-ce currency
money, riches, swag, shuttle, running on the sun
green b-tches swagging on my nuts like ‘what?’

[verse two: rampantmusik]
swag, money, b-tches, we’re swagging through the universe
too much swag to contain us on the planet earth
our shuttle is a yacht and we wear sp-ce tuxes
do we care about logic? (no!) so f-ck this
got what it takes? come and swag with the two of us
me and flojay swagging, do we ever quit? (h-ll no!)
i’m a swag astronaut, from the final frontier
rampantmusik swagging up the motherf-cking atmosphere
i make it rain, make it rain cristal
but there’s no air in sp-ce, so it’s physically impossible
swag, me and flojay living on a shooting star
showing off our swagger to sp-ce b-tches in a sp-ce bar
walk in the club, all the ladies like, ‘yeah!’
all the fellas like, ‘yeah,’ sp-ce b-tches like, ‘yeah!’
playing sp-ce golf, swag, b-tch, you know i play to par
swag, check; money, check: we ready to depart

[hook]

- flojay simpson lyrics

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