Swerve lyrics

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve

[Verse 1: Smoov-E & Dirt Nasty]
Baby come and get it, this is how I'm living
Got some pus*y at the party then I leave the next minute
Malt liquor sippin, the weed that I'm hittin
Make these girls go crazy when I just stick the tip in
Ay yo, I know of another party
For sure, let's go
These b*tches looking sorry
Alright tonight
We're swerving through the city
My suit all white
b*tch I'm looking crispy

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve

[Verse 2: Dirt Nasty & Smoov-E]
You know I get the cherries poppin'
White dude with the attitude, not from Compton
So smooth and silky, leave the panties sopping
Your pus*y's still screaming "that dude was awesome"
I ain't got no wife, I ain't got no kids
You ain't got no life but you got a baby di*k
I never been polite, acting like a prick
Spitting in your drink then I'm spitting at your chick
[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve

[Verse 3 Smoov-E & Dirt Nasty]
I told your girl to come peep it, 8 inches that you needed
Tell all your girlfriends everything, no need to keep it secret
Pull up in the Prius, European features
Tell me why's the guy with the big truck always gotta small p*nis?
Just wanna talk sh*t, f*ck what you heard
Get bounced on b*tch, I just wanna swerve
Your chick's thick, she got curves
She came through, ooh, do not disturb

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve
You see the style, you smell the herb
I'm trying to swerve, I'm trying to swerve
And all these b*tches follow me, they never learn
I'm just trying to swerve
I'm just trying to swerve