Представляем точный текст композиции "Swang Down" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Southside Playaz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Swang Down» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Southside Playaz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Southside Playaz - "Swang Down"
Lyrics to Swang Down : [Hook: x2] Swing down, sweet chariots let me ride Coming down slow, on the damn Southside Swanging on 4s, slamming on dos Pimping your hoes, thats the way it goes [Fat Pat:] Its the big sugar daddy, bailing none other Coming down with Blount, in the red and peanut butter Naw I didnt stutter, popping trunks surround Coming down slow, watch a playa what clown On the Boulevard, yeah my swangas well mob Im coming down the Boulevard, swanging on em hard Me and C.B., got the T.V. on Got my glock in my lap, riding till dawn Man its on, when we hit the parking lot Pop trunk red neon, it dont stop Watching hoes bop, cause we on that glass C.B. crawling, yeah I got on my mask With my Sacci locs, ready to let my pistol smoke Cause up in the C, and Im gone off that dope Leaning on the drank, so what you think I got my hand on my glock, plus I got my shank [Hook x2] [Mike D:] I swang on dots, floss on chops Hit the scene heat it up, like a boiling crock pot Dipping so low, in the Jag cockpit Got my paws frostbit, with six screens lit Feeling like the shit, mobbing on twin Zs Pat and Blount in the Lac, Im in the J-A-G Sipping a skeet taste, with a cannon on my waste Iceberg to the drawas, putting it all in your face Shocking and body rocking, swanging side to side Crawling wide body, with Palomino inside Tell Im a 84 glider, mono-block glider Catch me and 3 in the Pathfinder, with diamonds thatll blind you Smoking on sticky, sipping lean in my machine Through the parking lot crawling, hogging dogging the scene With my mug on mean, working sixteen Swanging on you boys, fulfilling ghetto dreams [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] Lumilean to Eddies, money over bop hoes My Diablo, and see six zeros Niggaz sturn like 84s, and switch like kids Gotta move around, cause theyll put it in yo ur ears Still sipping but no beer, checking up my styrofoam In H-Town Texas, my home sweet home The Governor and Corleone, P-A-T resurrected Vote for Mr. 3-2, to be reelected We mafia connected, with the streets on lock Entertaining my peoples, on the fifty foot yacht I pull a big body out to, bending corners turning heads From the Boulevard MLK, to the blocks of Homestead Flossing and flipping turning, tipping so low Beating the trunk, and dropping the top real slow Letting the world feel it, realest from the Gulf Coast We swang down up on the block, body rock with my folks [Hook x2] [scratching] [ Swang Down Lyrics ]
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