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Nappy Roots

Genres: Hip-Hop

Swerve And Lean Lyrics - Nappy Roots

[Verse: Skinny Deville] 

If them niggas wanna play 

Let them ball till fall dog 

Me, I want it all, y'all 

From here to Californi-a 

Hit the button, get the On-star 

Pull up if your front yard 

And fuck up your ordinary day 

It's the N-A-P-P-Y, y'all 

On the grind 'cuz time's hard 

Find me sippin' Grand Marn-ier 

At the bar with a bad broad 

Yes I drive a fast car 

Holla if you're tryin' to get laid 

That's on my son, Billy Kay 

Best believe I'ma get you paid 

And represent the motherfuckin' K 

How I was raised, that's the way 

And you live by this shit, then you die by the same 

I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane 

I'm gettin' good about this math and even better 'bout my change 

I hug the lane like I'm drivin' with the wide load 

I'm comin' down, country clean, forever bona fide, ho 

 

[Bridge (2X)] 

So whatcha know about it? 

Ain't nothin' slow about it 

That boy sure got it 

Give a fuck about nobody 

 

[Chorus (2X)] 

Swerve and lean 

Swerve and lean 

Swerve and lean 

Bounce with it, bounce with it 

 

[Verse: Skinny Deville] 

Yeah, Skinny pull in a Range 

Not the sport, but the big body 

Supercharged, 24 inches, leather with the wood grain 

Sunshine or the rain, ain't a motherfucking thing 

Hit a button, watch it take off like a plane 

For the cash, not the fame 

I'm the last one to laugh and get it all 'fore the fat lady sings 

See me shine without the bling 

Got a bitch to wear my diamonds and I got a watch they call a bright Lane 

Country clean on the right team 

Some haters want to fight me 

But I ain't got nothin' but the flame 

That's so bright from my forty cal' ri' 

'Fore you run your mouth 

Change your face like L'Oreal, dang 

That nigga sly with his slang slump 

Fifty-five, don't give a fuck 

Especially 'bout no sucker ass, lame 

I come and snatch your lil' chain 

Put a hundred on the situation that you won't do a damn thing 

 

[Bridge (2X)] 

 

[Chorus (2X)] 

 

[Verse: Skinny Deville] 

Yo, they try to call me in-sane 

The way I flip it up the wall, man 

Bitches on my dick, 'specially 'cause the way I let my nuts hang 

They call me billy big balls 

Ain't shit she can tell me dog 

I'm raw for seven, twenty-four, damn 

I know I'm worth a couple hundred grand 

And I ain't spittin' another verse until I got my money in my hand 

And we gon' stick to the plan 

Swerve and lean on these suckers 

Makin' sure you city slickers understand 

That the dollars never made the man 

Plain as day they never did 

Nappy's what I represent 

I run this shit, call me Skinny D, the president 

Drop it down so effortless 

I'm slummer than you've ever been 

 

[Bridge (2X)] 

 

[Chorus (2X)] 

 

[Chorus (2X)] 

 

Bounce with it, bounce with it 

Bounce with it, bounce with it