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F*CK SWAG Video (MV)




Performed By: Nettspend
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Gunner Shepardson, William Dale Minnix III




Nettspend - F*CK SWAG Lyrics
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(ok is the hardest, I swear to God) For the hoes
(We gon' be okay)
But, um, but, uh, but, yeah

She said I'm for the hoes, I'm for the hoes right now
I got bullets goin' whichever way I want 'em to go in, yeah
I don't even wanna swing right now, I just want you to go home, uh
She got too drunk, too crunk off the Lulu', she go so lit
Uh, I went to Poland, do you still think that I'm jokin'?
Yeah, uh, ain't no Wock' in Poland, but we got some poles in
I'm not trollin', ain't far fetched to know this
Bitch tryna flex a lil' kissin', yeah
I'm tryna get my dick wet, but I ain't worried 'bout reminiscin'

Huh, plot twist, bitch, I'm gettin', pop two Percs, I act offended
I'm sippin' pink, it ain't Whitnеy, she wanna know what you do with me
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' Whitnеy and I'm f*ckin' Wendy
Don't try f*ckin' with me 'cause you weren't f*ckin' with me
Uh, take me out my city, take me out my pity
Yeah, blastin' Björk, I'm in Newark on the way to the bitty
Yeah, I sold every ticket, bitch, bought more outta Lenox, shit
Seen more shit when I was a kid, we got more times to get rich

F*cked it up, ain't buyin' hoes, f*ck swag tatted on my dick
I f*cked it up, I'm buyin' more (I make more you can get)
Make more, make more than you spend
Spend, spend, oh

She said I'm for the hoes, I'm for the hoes right now
I got bullets goin' whichever way I want 'em to go in, yeah
I don't even wanna swing right now, I just want you to go home, uh (f*ck swag)
She got too drunk, too crunk off the Lulu', she go so lit (f*ck swag, we gon' be okay)
Uh, I went to Poland, do you still think that I'm jokin'?
Yeah, uh, ain't no Wock' in Poland, but we got some poles in (f*ck swag, f*ck swag)
I'm not trollin', ain't far fetched to know this
Bitch tryna flex a lil' kissin', yeah (f*ck swag, f*ck swag)
Yeah, I'm tryna get my dick wet, but I ain't worried 'bout reminiscin' (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck swag)

F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
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(ok is the hardest, I swear to God) For the hoes
(We gon' be okay)
But, um, but, uh, but, yeah

She said I'm for the hoes, I'm for the hoes right now
I got bullets goin' whichever way I want 'em to go in, yeah
I don't even wanna swing right now, I just want you to go home, uh
She got too drunk, too crunk off the Lulu', she go so lit
Uh, I went to Poland, do you still think that I'm jokin'?
Yeah, uh, ain't no Wock' in Poland, but we got some poles in
I'm not trollin', ain't far fetched to know this
Bitch tryna flex a lil' kissin', yeah
I'm tryna get my dick wet, but I ain't worried 'bout reminiscin'

Huh, plot twist, bitch, I'm gettin', pop two Percs, I act offended
I'm sippin' pink, it ain't Whitnеy, she wanna know what you do with me
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' Whitnеy and I'm f*ckin' Wendy
Don't try f*ckin' with me 'cause you weren't f*ckin' with me
Uh, take me out my city, take me out my pity
Yeah, blastin' Björk, I'm in Newark on the way to the bitty
Yeah, I sold every ticket, bitch, bought more outta Lenox, shit
Seen more shit when I was a kid, we got more times to get rich

F*cked it up, ain't buyin' hoes, f*ck swag tatted on my dick
I f*cked it up, I'm buyin' more (I make more you can get)
Make more, make more than you spend
Spend, spend, oh

She said I'm for the hoes, I'm for the hoes right now
I got bullets goin' whichever way I want 'em to go in, yeah
I don't even wanna swing right now, I just want you to go home, uh (f*ck swag)
She got too drunk, too crunk off the Lulu', she go so lit (f*ck swag, we gon' be okay)
Uh, I went to Poland, do you still think that I'm jokin'?
Yeah, uh, ain't no Wock' in Poland, but we got some poles in (f*ck swag, f*ck swag)
I'm not trollin', ain't far fetched to know this
Bitch tryna flex a lil' kissin', yeah (f*ck swag, f*ck swag)
Yeah, I'm tryna get my dick wet, but I ain't worried 'bout reminiscin' (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck swag)

F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
F*ck swag
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Writer: Gunner Shepardson, William Dale Minnix III
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