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Oh, oh Yeah, yeah Swerve, swerve, swerve (Woah, woah) Swerve, swerve, swerve Woah Yeah Hold up, okay, let's turn up for a second Can you name another nigga doin' the impossible, makin' this shit look so easy? See, I'm rockin' Marni, Marni on the weekend, popped another sixty, now a nigga geekin' Now that she feelin' hot as hell, I fell asleep with a demon, I got her on her knees, fiendin' Bitch, I'm up in Paris, first-class shorty Bitch, I'm in Milan, but only for the weekend Honolulu, Hawaii, sorry, I'm retreatin' I be sending subliminals, girl, I been off of my phone, I ain't got no service for a rеason I'm off the grid, I'm tryna race a fast car, hit the pеdal, when I jump the curb, I'm swerving Swerving, swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah) Swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah) Swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve, swerve Swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve Letras de canciones I done came up the long way, they tryna end me But I don't give a fuck 'cause my mama can slide to my funeral inside a Bentley (Skrrt, skrrt) They like, "Don't interrupt", but I'm woofin' so loud, if you really want me, come and get me Feelin' like I'm too up to look down at these niggas, I hope that we all run it up That's for sure, bitch, I been held this shit back You know I been makin' shit clap You know I been spendin' least a five-fifty every week, then I make it back 'Cause you know I been putting all these fuckin' diamonds on my neck, they flooding all, for certain If you dancing on me, gotta give out a flash warnin', got your bitch feelin' too nervous, nervous Watch them niggas hatin' from the bleachers 'cause my lifestyle too perfect, perfect We in Vegas, bitch, we at the Little Caesar's like Rihanna, got this bitch workin', workin' Upper echelon, I'm rocking Saint Laurent, and my cellphone keep chirpin', chirpin' They been feenin' out for the Don, baby, and I'm servin', servin' I done came up the long way, they tryna end me But I don't give a fuck 'cause my mama can slide to my funeral inside a Bentley (Funeral) They like, "Don't interrupt", but I'm wolfing so loud, if you really want me, come and get me Feelin' like I'm too up to look down at these niggas, I hope that we all run it up Bitch, I'm up in Paris, first-class shorty (Oh) Bitch, I'm in Milan, but only for the weekend Honolulu, Hawaii, sorry, I'm retreatin' I be sending subliminals, girl, I been off of my phone, I ain't got no service for a reason (Ayy) I'm off the grid, I'm tryna race a fast car, hit the pedal, when I jump the curb, I'm swerving Swerving, swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah) Swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah) Swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerving) Swerving, swerving Swerve, swerve Swerve, swerve, swerve Swerve, swerve, swerve From Letras Mania