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hopsin – swagger wagon freestyle lyrics

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dizzy wright:
shawty f-ckin rockin

hope he got that tree
we just tryin to bust, woah (x4)
shawty rock, woah (x3)
ok, over there das hopsin, right here this is hoppa
me i go by dizzy, got a rappid pop, back there that’s jarren
next to him is mothaf-ckin moskie, we ain’t carin
why the f-ck you starin, jamie in the back playin with a plan
they know that we comin, they know they ain’t camein’
i don’t know if that’s a word, but im just sayin…

hopsin:
ay, n-gga why you playin
yo, front seat and im trippin
dame here and he slippin
n-gga try to arrest me, but im out and i’m crippin
crippin yea n im bloodin
ay homie my cousin
n-ggas comin and they dippin up and they givin up and we fussin
wild b-tch and she rollin
n-ggas know we stay coldin
bling all on my neck
some blue and some golden
some gold and some green
some green and some blue
no matter what we comin through, n-ggas know why he a menace…made truce up to get got

jarren benton:
get got, get shot
dizzy? (what?)
where the pot? (where the pot?)
where the drank? (where the drank?)
where the syrup? (where the syrup?)
where the hoes?
where the girls?
dame in the front, holdin on the camera
i’m a f-cking youngin ???????????
use to f-ckin like it, use to f-ckin love it
hoes on my d-ck cuz i ain’t got a budget
i ain’t got a budget
dizzy & jarren: god-mn ain’t got no budget
jarren: just got aids (dizzy: what?)
(moskie moe: you ain’t got no lovin’)
aw-sh-t, suck a n-gga d-ck
f-ck them hoes
man they ain’t sh-t
f-ck soulja boy (f-ck him)
swag (woah)
f-ck my momma (f-ck yo momma)
f-ck my daddy (dad!)
f-ck my hat (what)
f-ck my cat
f-ck my shoes n-gga
f-ck my scr-p

hopsin:
f-ck you, f-ck me
f-ck him lovely
who’s he, ugly
who’s me, bun b
bun b, bun boo
….f-ck you
n-gga be (gibberish)
roll through and i get it
“can’t rap like that”

jarren benton:
screaming nonsense

dizzy wright:
she know that i got big d-ck
i rap smooth like a big k.r.i.t
i told girl you can finish this
she know that im -mumbles- yea
i hit the club with the -more mumbles- yea
-even more mumbles- swag -mumbling nonsense-

(gibberish)

chop tree…(???????????)

hopsin:
oh sh-t, people going “n-gga no”
dont stop cuz you know a n-gga won’t
lookin up to the sky bout to get it yo
let hopsin come back in he bout to spit it raw

jarren benton:
p–p stain!
gettin drunk is my campaign
coupe the color of mayonnaise
gettin drunk and high doin d-mn thangs
f-ckin’ champagne on an airplane
chillin in the front with dame
we ain’t gettin no r&b
got hoes so f-ckin tired of me
and i take the hoes round the r&b
dizzy he swaggin
hoes be swaggin
hopsin he stay swaggin
b-tch we just stay swaggin
b-tch my f-ckin w-ng
girl just p-ss a napkin
on my f-ckin sh-t
there go all them braggin

dizzy wright:
ok rain, pourin
hope it ain’t a hurricane

hopsin:
rain pourin, you snorin
rhymes, borin

dizzy wright:
got yo -ss on that m-th-f-ckin
-dizzy hides behind seat because he f-cked hopsin up-

hopsin:
“the h-ll was that? don’t be f-ckin me up”



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