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Rene - Let's Swerve Lyrics



Rene - Let's Swerve Lyrics




Yeah
Turn me up yeah turn me up turn me up turn me up yeah
Hol on
Yeah
Ay watch me slide on dih hoe once again
Tell yo bae
Look

Caught a felony wit none of you here
She ask what my type is I say whatever feel right
To the left to the right
Let's serve (let's swerve)
Screaming f*ck what you heard (f*ck what you heard)
Look
You ain't my weed, don't get loud wit me
Sip me like tea
Emotions on my sleeve, you ain't as real as me
Blue checks in my dm's tryna work (they ain't pay for it)
Stay high, cause they hatin on the low (on the low)
Dynamite babygirl I'm finna blow (finna blow)
Get rich cause ah bitch can't be broke (Can't be broke)
Say you love me, but I heard it all be fo (all be before)
Dick pics all in my iPhone
Yo son is.. outta..control (Oh no)
Ion want it if he can't do a dinner date
I'll take it if she know how to concentrate
Go down go down don't stop (don't stop)
Keep going till you hit the g spot (g spot)
Beat bumping and it bumping likea drum (yuh!)
Shout out DB he the plug (he the plug)
Turn it up turn it up this the one (this the one)
Keep going till you hit the g spot (g spot)
Beat bumping and it bumping likea drum (yuh!)
Shout out DB he the plug (he the plug)
Turn it up turn it up this the one (this the one)

Crackas gave me a slap on the wrist (on the wrist)
Can't stop, won't stop, still hustlin
Only leave the crib when I'm bout to make a play
Can't trust a nigga brang it to me let me scale it (let me scale it)
If it ain't about money I don't understand it (I don't)
Fan out in turkey
Speak a different language but I feel it (I do)
Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team
Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath me
Me me me me me me me me me me me

Crackas gave me a slap on the wrist (on the wrist)
Can't stop, won't stop, still hustlin
Only leave the crib when I'm bout to make a play
Can't trust a nigga brang it to me let me scale it (let me scale it)
If it ain't about money I don't understand it (I don't)
Fan out in turkey
Speak a different language but I feel it (I do)
Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team
Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath

Bad bitch, she roll up my blunt (roll it up)
Real Nigga, he fill up my cup (fill it cup)
Don't need no ghost writer, bitch I'm the writer (I'm the writer)
10 toes down wit my head up (head up)
Paranoid I feel the feds watching
These niggas move funny, better watch em
Time to get right ima needa house (Hol on)
Cold world so I needa buss down (Blrrr)
Diamonds on my neck
Diamonds on my wrist
Vvs in my mouth
F*ck what you heard
I'm the coldest watch your mouth (Yeah )
Got des lil bitches nervous
Like a needle to a vein
Kill me and God talent going right down the drain
Walking Whole Foods how I be so organic
Isa Glock ima take it to the grave (Hol on)
Got des lil bitches nervous
Like a needle to a vein (yeah)
Kill me and God talent going right down the drain

Can't stop, won't stop, still hustlin
Only leave the crib when I'm bout to make a play
Can't trust a nigga brang it to me let me scale it (let me scale it)
If it ain't about a check babygirl I don't want it (I don't)
Fan out in turkey
Speak a different language but I feel it (I do)
Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team
Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath me
I Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath..
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Yeah
Turn me up yeah turn me up turn me up turn me up yeah
Hol on
Yeah
Ay watch me slide on dih hoe once again
Tell yo bae
Look

Caught a felony wit none of you here
She ask what my type is I say whatever feel right
To the left to the right
Let's serve (let's swerve)
Screaming f*ck what you heard (f*ck what you heard)
Look
You ain't my weed, don't get loud wit me
Sip me like tea
Emotions on my sleeve, you ain't as real as me
Blue checks in my dm's tryna work (they ain't pay for it)
Stay high, cause they hatin on the low (on the low)
Dynamite babygirl I'm finna blow (finna blow)
Get rich cause ah bitch can't be broke (Can't be broke)
Say you love me, but I heard it all be fo (all be before)
Dick pics all in my iPhone
Yo son is.. outta..control (Oh no)
Ion want it if he can't do a dinner date
I'll take it if she know how to concentrate
Go down go down don't stop (don't stop)
Keep going till you hit the g spot (g spot)
Beat bumping and it bumping likea drum (yuh!)
Shout out DB he the plug (he the plug)
Turn it up turn it up this the one (this the one)
Keep going till you hit the g spot (g spot)
Beat bumping and it bumping likea drum (yuh!)
Shout out DB he the plug (he the plug)
Turn it up turn it up this the one (this the one)

Crackas gave me a slap on the wrist (on the wrist)
Can't stop, won't stop, still hustlin
Only leave the crib when I'm bout to make a play
Can't trust a nigga brang it to me let me scale it (let me scale it)
If it ain't about money I don't understand it (I don't)
Fan out in turkey
Speak a different language but I feel it (I do)
Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team
Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath me
Me me me me me me me me me me me

Crackas gave me a slap on the wrist (on the wrist)
Can't stop, won't stop, still hustlin
Only leave the crib when I'm bout to make a play
Can't trust a nigga brang it to me let me scale it (let me scale it)
If it ain't about money I don't understand it (I don't)
Fan out in turkey
Speak a different language but I feel it (I do)
Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team
Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath

Bad bitch, she roll up my blunt (roll it up)
Real Nigga, he fill up my cup (fill it cup)
Don't need no ghost writer, bitch I'm the writer (I'm the writer)
10 toes down wit my head up (head up)
Paranoid I feel the feds watching
These niggas move funny, better watch em
Time to get right ima needa house (Hol on)
Cold world so I needa buss down (Blrrr)
Diamonds on my neck
Diamonds on my wrist
Vvs in my mouth
F*ck what you heard
I'm the coldest watch your mouth (Yeah )
Got des lil bitches nervous
Like a needle to a vein
Kill me and God talent going right down the drain
Walking Whole Foods how I be so organic
Isa Glock ima take it to the grave (Hol on)
Got des lil bitches nervous
Like a needle to a vein (yeah)
Kill me and God talent going right down the drain

Can't stop, won't stop, still hustlin
Only leave the crib when I'm bout to make a play
Can't trust a nigga brang it to me let me scale it (let me scale it)
If it ain't about a check babygirl I don't want it (I don't)
Fan out in turkey
Speak a different language but I feel it (I do)
Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team
Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath me
I Ain't beefing wit nobody who stay beneath..
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Writer: Irene Chisholm
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Performed By: Rene
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Irene Chisholm

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