Swervin’ lyrics

by

Young Buck


[Hook x2: Mike Jones & Paul Wall]
I keep purple stuff all in my cup, 84's when I'm rollin' up
I got them TV screens fallin' down
Purple stuff all in my cup, 84's when I'm rollin' up
Get high ride whip swervin' side to side

[Juicy J]
Get high ride whip swervin' side to side
On a Sunday afternoon you can see it in my eyes
I been chiefin' like an Indian player this the sh*t
Ridin' down to the park strip holla'n at a b*tch
Put your foot on the brakes then hit the gas and make it flick
Then watch the hoes start lookin' but they can't off in my tint
Cause' its some players out this motherf*cker ridin' in the backseat
But before you wanna' get off in my whip you gotta suck me

[Crunchy Black]
You got me leanin' to the right you got me leanin' to the left
I done sipped so much syrrrp I might not think I need some help
You mix three f*ckin' hoes and a two liter of player
Then you better go get you a freaky little girl
You ask her "Do she smoke weed?" and that b*tch holla "Yeah!"
She pulled out some cigars and some weed with purple hairs
Then my kinfolks call and say that he got purple dank
And I turned that f*ckin' corner headed to the purple drank
[Hook] x2

[DJ Paul]
(I got, I got) I got them 28's on the Chevy sittin' so high
The plastic cups in the cup holder's gettin' dry
And before I see the bottom ima holla at LL
Cause that means I need a R-E-F-I-L-L
From the, bottom to top nuthin', but that thick
I got, a thick b*tch playin', with my di*k
And she, done got lit, now she, curious
She lookin' at my dollar wantin' to take a hit
You know, I'm passin' it, long as you actin' right
If she get gonzo im'a smack the daylight
Clean up out the ho, kick her out the do'
Call up "get high" Chris, go and get some mo'

[Hook] x2

[Sample Playing]
"Get high whip swervin' side to side"
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