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Where We Gone Swang - S.L.A.B.
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Where We Gone Swang S.L.A.B.

Where We Gone Swang - S.L.A.B.
(*talking*)
What's the deal, this some'ing you know I'm saying
On the laid back note, ain't always gotta be wired up
Sit back parlay and feel it, you know I'm saying
We still putting it in they face, and if you don't know
S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin
Forever gon show up, but ay I want you to peep this

[Lil' B]
Me and Trae popped up, hot sunny day we cocked up
Grip the wood screens fall, drop the top sliding on the buck
Fifth relax trunk cracked, mind only on paper stacks
Swang 4's on a candy Lac, chrome for haters who wanna jack
Watch my back in the turning lane, swang and bang with a piece and chain
Diamond cuts princess cut, don't trust a slut seven inch screens rain
Crawl slow trunk glow, me and Trae bout to wreck a show
Can't forgot about Dougie D, Jay'Ton and Lil' T
Lil' B is who I am, sitting sideways don't give a damn
Beans and rice candy yams, you might see me on the front of Slam
Magazine diamonds gleam, 32 inch bezeltyne
Plenty of starch up in my jeans, running through hoes like Natron Means
On the field with the ball, knocking pictures off your wall
Don't need the dope in my drawas, riding legit fuck the laws
Inspection sticker license plates, twenty-two coats candy sprayed
Hit the club valet, playa made with a bald fade
'Sacci shades up on my face, nice crunk thighs with a itty-bitty waist
Sugar brown pop surround, bump and grind when I make my rounds
Press rewind when I'm in the deck, candy coated private jet
Only like my pussy wet, legs up when I'm having sex
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