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[Verse 1:]
Yeah, yo
You might catch me at the local pub, postin’ up Bud Light
Loving life with breathren, step into the thug type
To starting dumb fights, but you ain’t tryna do shit
Plus your hat looks like it’s four sizes too big
I’ll strangle you fags with your doorags
Nice bedazzled shirt homie, you look like a douchebag
And it’s too bad that I don’t like to wear fake shit
Cause I would love to smack that face with your chain, and snatch your bracelet
Save it, I’ll put your tan face on the dirt
Keep starrin’ at my girl, she’s laughing at your Ed Hardy shirt
You ain’t hardly worth the five cent deposit on the bottle
That’s about to smash your face if you pop shit
Don’t get obnoxious, cause we can step out-fuckin-side
And do you like a condom, fuck with you and bust inside
I’m not impressed by you talking about your gun
And I don’t associate your rep with the town your from
Chorus:
Let’s swing, when I’m talkin’, let’s show ’em how we walkin’
Let’s swing, around me this shit happen very often
Let’s swing, swing ’til there’s nothing left to swing at
Hey yo, tell ’em where the fuck you’ve been at
[2X]
[Verse 2:]
I’ll smack the gel off your head while you faggots pump your fist
And you girls are gross, I wouldn’t even let you suck my dick
Orange faces and fake tits, nose jobs and spray tans
Covering your busted face with Ray Jams
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