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ruben slikk - young swagger lyrics

[hook]
young swagger, all i ever do is swagger; shoot a n-gga and i live so happily ever after. [x4]

[verse 1: bert cra$h]
i had to hit a l!ck for the struggle
long haired swag – i feel like rapunzel
i get the money, in large bundles
young skinny pimp in the gucci belt buckle
took off on your b-tch in the very rare shuttle
young bert cra$h you know i gotta hustle
very rare swag, caprisun and a lunchable
told the ho shut the f-ck up, get a muzzle
gold in my mouth and a youngin’ stay glowin’
pull up on your b-tch and you know i’m goin
she want bert cra$h, she know where i’m goin
og kush, that’s all that i’m smokin’
just popped a pill, bruh; it got me focused
po$hgangcabbana$et we coastin’
on my iphone, makin’ money at the moment
trappin’ up my macbook, rollin’ up these backwoods
hoes on my d-ck cause i look so d-mn good
young skinny pimp, bruh, all i know is flex and jug
your b-tch see the swag bruh and she take a look
very rare [?]
on my iphone for a verse i’m so f-ckin’ hood
i do me, bruh, i never compare
gold on my neck, and you know you see the glare
swagger so hard, brother sh-t i’m fare; god d-mn i’m very rare

[hook]

[verse 2: ruben slikk]
tell me why your b-tch keep textin’
tell me why i can’t stop flexin’
tell me why these n-ggas act hard ’till i break their f-ckin’ jaw with my dirty -ss weapon
tell me why i’m sippin’ purple actavis
tell me why i’m rockin’ louie j’s
tell me why i’m f-ckin’ on the low and her man don’t know and she don’t wanna tell him
tell me why a n-gga got a medal
h mobb jiggy jimmie [?]
crusin’ through the city with some t-tties in my hand, hundred grand motherf-ckas’ can’t stand it
swag on my d-ck god dammit
dumb b-tch best fix me a sandwich
dumb b-tch best drop that neck then run that check back to pills planet
n-ggas probably know me but they really can’t manage
n-ggas throwin’ hands ain’t really doin’ damage
i’ma make you need way more than a bandage
tie that p-ssy up while i laugh eatin’ candy
i don’t give a f-ck cause it’s fam all day b-tch
i’ma leave a n-gga in the desert so stranded
i’ma leave a n-gga straight f-ckin’ dehydrated
k!ll that n-gga yeah take his mammy
hah

[hook]

[verse 3: young renz]
she likes my swag, she likes my alley accent
b-tch get out of line, then i throw her in the past tense
young f-ckin’ renz, livin’ so lavish
og my blunt, while i’m fl!ckin’ ashes
say you f-cked my b-tch, well bruh it didn’t happen
too swagged up when she saw us skinny saggin
pull up on a ho, to you these b-tches laggin’
came through clean; thoughts holographic
these b-tches always sp-ssin’ , cause i’m always swaggin’
young f-ckin’ renz and you know i had to p-ss it
young f-ckin’ renz and you know i had to p-ss it
come here shawty; i pick up where i left off
hit her with the swagger now she want the young renz sauce
euhah

[hook]

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