Monday, January 2, 2012

SWAG

 

I can't control my SWAG- it just does what it do and it do what it does and it is what it do when it do what it does.

My SWAG do right because if my SWAG did wrong it ain't would be do at ALL. 



Heads Up Honky -

(Crackassprairiedoglookinmuhfucka)

When I walk around and my SWAG gets turned up to 11, cuz I got that michael jackson pussy-poppin shit when I listen to that deceased muhfucka, it fucks yo baby momma and yo baby in the backseat of a a platinum school bus. Jaws don't just drop; they break like broken-ass ice skates.

Don't be tryna talk to me when I got my SWAG on, 

I got it LOUD and your ass is soft-spoken like a bitch.

My SWAG make yo bootyhole pop up open like a popcorn kernel 

My SWAG is so bad, it punches your dick in the face.

Now bend on over and let my SWAG rub your grundle with scented oil while I smoke 16 cuban cigars filled with 17 kinds of bud and let my microphone drop right down into your donut smile. 

Oh. U MAD?

Talkin bout my SWAG ho- you can't even begin to think to wonder with that ignorant-ass mind

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