Swagger lyrics

Killa Kyleon

Run that back up in the hood again

wh-where it's all good again

Ri-ridin candy slab

gr-grippin on that wood again

I got that bread, I walk that walk

yeah that's why I talk that talk

Let my down my flip, pop up my trunk

but on my life I spark the dark

I'm on that um (movin slow)

jammin that screw (my music slow)

Tippin 4, my jewels they glow

y'all make it rain, I make it snow

Downtown where I usually go

hit that door I walk straight in

VIP yeah that's my space

don't do no eights, my top be ten

A H-Town chick, you already know

Call me Mrs. Baird cuz I'm making dough

My coupe topless, Capricon by my toe

Rishest skinny on my hips, Louis on my toes

Slim Thug & LeToya

I hear yo money talkin, but you ain't loud enough

It cost to be a boss but you ain't got enough

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

What you know about

VVS rockin, Rubberbands poppin

Black cards swipin', coppin' everything you likin'

Now get your swagger up - T

Now get your swagger up - O

Now get your swagger up - Y

Now get your swagger up - A

I'm back at it, been gone for a minute

Busy galleria shopping

And running my own business

Had to shake a couple of haters

Haters tought I was finished

They say time is money

So I'm stacking every minute

H-Town representer, yeah you already know

You might spot me in the office

Packing Rose mo'

Walk it out in my Giuseppes to the valet I go

If I ain't workin wood wheel

Drivers open my door

Slim Thug & LeToya

I hear yo money talkin, but you ain't loud enough

It cost to be a boss but you ain't got enough

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

What you know about

VVS rockin, Rubberbands poppin

Black cards swipin, coppin everything you likin

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

It's the T-O-Y-A everybody know

Rockin St. Laurent with the Jimmy Choo patent pumps

Gotta be fly, first class when I'm on the go

Watch me ride this beat bass beatin in my trunk

Now while you still on your Louis Vuitton

I'm rokin Louboutin

In my drotop Benz

With your man stalking

And like Bee say, "let me upgrade ya"

Well LT say "swagger up, baby"

Bun B

You see my chain game is crazy and my piece game is playa

My fit game is fiyah and my shoe game will slay ya

My wrist game ready and my whip game proper

When I pull up on a bopper I'm a real showstopper

Bun B, king of the trill, born and raised down in Texas

Where these boys be runnin game for days

If ya girl is in the building, when I spot her I'ma snag her

Better luck next time partna, step up your swagger

Slim Thug & LeToya

I hear yo money talkin, but you ain't loud enough

It cost to be a boss but you ain't got enough

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

Now get your swagger up

What you know about

VVS rockin, Rubberbands poppin

Black cards swipin, coppin everything you likin

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Now get your swagger up (swagger up)

Bun B

Man, get your swagger up, baby

Especially if you coming to H-Town, baby

Cause we really go down down here, know what I'm saying

Get you money right, get your fly right, know what I'm saying

Step it up, baby, step it up, going down

Bun B, 'till I call it on

And H-Town fly, Le-T-O-Y-A, LeToya

You already know, baby

Get your swagger up, get your swagger up