Artist/Band:
Fabolous
Lyrics for Song: Swag Champ
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Fabolous
Now I don′t jerk off in public, but I been out doin' my self
Undisputed swag champ, that big H be my belt [x3]
Fresh pair of them Jordan 3's
All black Givenchy
That snapback wid dat snake skin, you n*ggas gotta see Don C
Muthaf*cka we rollin'
Some brown skin girls, an' some Beyonces
Ball like this, you gon' see
The kind of hate, Lebron see
Pop a band, throw a bill up, them strippers call me Chauncey
Look so cool, in my leather jacket, they should be callin' me Fonzi
But I ain't got my collar up, I just got my dollars up
Big fish see little fish, an′ you little n*ggas get swallowed up
Shouldn't have been in this shark tank, ain't my fault if I eat them
Why would I wanna join them, when I always knew I could beat them
Keep a foot on they neck, fresh pair of them wheat Timb's
Ain't no love in hip hop, but still let you eat 'em
Came for the competition, but there wasn't much around
I let you kiss the ring but you'll never touch the crown
Swag champ I got the belt
Swag champ I got the belt
When it's done come talk to me
You'll see I got the B
B is for them big boys wid da grown money
And bad b*tches who ain't got to spend their own money
I said
Swag champ I got the belt
Swag champ I got the belt
When it's done come talk to me
You'll see I got the B
B is for them big boys wid da grown money
And bad b*tches who ain't got to spend their own money
Now I ain't come here to be playing, showtime expect me out
That hotel, that newest sh*t, ya I see em tryna check me out
That new chain just came in, guess what, my neck be out
Funny I be going in, every time they let me out
Ran thru that Louie store, once I blow that, check me out
Threw me 2 tees, felt like they was tryna take me out
No discrimination, I will still sweat your sexy out
Like 'em wid dat Keisha ass, but gotta have that Becky mouth
Rep my town but I'm hardly here
Gotta go in when I party here
Drinks so strong, I can barely lift em
Weed so loud, I could hardly hear
Love the way that track suit, lay on those shell toes
Money talks, you ain't got it, convo, hell no
Stick to bein' you boy, stay on yo, Velcro
Hate to see y'all been backwards, rondo, elbow
Came for the competition but there wasn't much around
I let you kiss the ring, but you'll never touch the crown
Swag champ I got the belt
Swag champ I got the belt
When it's done come talk to me
You'll see I got the b
B is for them big boys wid da grown money
And bad b*tches who ain't got to spend their own money
I said
Swag champ I got the belt
Swag champ I got the belt
When it's done come talk to me
You'll see I got the B
B is for them big boys wid da grown money
And bad b*tches who ain't got to spend their own money
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