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  • Текст песни 50 Cent - I Got Swag

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    [Chorus: 50 Cent]
    I don't really think she want me back then
    She want me nowwwww
    She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend
    She like my styyyyyle
    I got swag now, I got paper
    I'm rollin in the dough, I'm caked up
    I got swag now, I got paper
    I'm swimmin in the dough, I'm caked up

    [50 Cent]
    I was a real bum, now I'm really rich kid
    I come through the hood in some really really sick shit
    The Rolls, the roof gone, your flows, they're lukewarm
    It's why you're not me; nah-nana-nah-nah!
    She like the kid, my lifestyle what she wantin
    Bottle after bottle by the bar I be stuntin
    It's Gucci this, Gucci that, Gucci hat
    Big doofy gat hit you in your kufi hat
    You know me, I told your ass in '03 "Get Rich or Die"
    G-5 I fly, write my name in the sky
    Pick a island on the map, I been to it
    Shorty wan' try anal, her friends do it
    Wrists rocked up shinin, flawless diamonds
    You could hardly see the face on my Audemar time and
    On that J.T. shit, me I'm bringin +Sexy Back+
    Louis belt wrapped around right where the tec be at

    [Chorus]

    [50 Cent]
    Gettin paper's my objective, yup, now your chain gone
    One false move and CLAP, now your brain's gone
    You like me, you aight with me; me? I'm into me
    I destroy my enemies, even if they're kin to me
    Do 'em like the Kennedy's, ching-ching that's mo' bread
    Say somethin slick out yo' mouth I'll come for yo' head
    She likes me more than you can imagine
    Bad bitch, look like she fell up out a pageant
    Closest I'ma get to heaven in this lifetime
    is right below her waist, in between her thighs
    Call her Pussycat, that's my nickname for her
    And I ain't got to buy shit or run game on her
    See when I stunt she stunt, we stunt together
    Oh you don't like how that sound? Aw nigga whatever
    We both rock Bugarri, both push Ferraris
    I go so hard in the paint, I'm sorry!

    [Chorus]

    [50 Cent]
    You want me? I want you
    Plug one? Plug two
    I'm infinitely special, girl the Lord's gonna bless you
    if you do what I tell you to do
    You want me? I want you
    You want Benz? I'll buy two
    You should want me like you want success
    Girl with us together we'll be better than the best
    Why settle for less?

    [Chorus]

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