Swing Your Rag (louis Rag) Lyrics - T.i.

Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I 

And let it swang, swang, swang, swang 

Let it swang, swang, swang, swang 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Swang 

New Akoo outfit with a Gucci rag 

Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag 

Full of stacks rubber bands round big cash 

Got a sick swag tell the haters get mad, come on 

We in the club homes getting' our thug on 

Bottles of Patron if you grown get your buzz on 

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We brought the broads out and brought the cars out 

I'm like the moon I shine and bring the stars out 

When it dark out, get the squad out 

We ball hard sucka nigga eat your heart out 

I'm too advanced super swag in my Louis pants 

Ballin' on my Louis silk shirt match my Louis rag 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Swang 

I say, whoa kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby 

I'm boppin' while I'm walkin, rag fallin' out my pocket 

If big money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talkin' 

Hated on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses 

Catch me flossin' at the mall, talkin to a broad 

She follow me in Gucci and I taught her how to ball 

Three pair of shoes, four shirts, six rags 

The chick said, dag, that's more than my bag 

Shawty, I can show you how to spend this bread real fast 

Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast 

Silk scarf hangin' out of my jeans 

Naw homie, I ain't thinking, I'm just doin, my thing 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Swang 

I took some time off, and now I'm back y'all 

You in the line at the club, I'm in the back, dawg 

And when this song on, ballers peel stacks off 

And make it rain on them broads, watch them stacks fall 

And pull your rag out and wave it left, right 

Let it sag with ya pants, get ya swag just right 

Ride Bankhead flare flyin' out the Benz 

Once a fool with it we 'gon bring 'em out again 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way 

I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air 

Swang