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Check My Swag

I am the flyest nigga around, yeah

You know who it is

Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeahThe phantom 400 you can check the tags

Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass

Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swagCheck my swag, check, check my swag

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Check my swag, check, check my swagThe phantom 400 you can check the tags

Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass

I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swagThat Rolls Royce seem to be them hoes choice

They love the luxury 'cuz it get 'em so moist

Navigation, one button activated by a voice

You can call me the king 'cuz I got so many toysMy favorite designer Louis Vuitton, I'ma shiner

Cocky, kinda true as a don big timer

Rocks will blind ya, yeah, I'm the bomb street grinder

Cocked the niner now, you folks now, ya time upWhen I'm in L.A., Mista Chize I rub back

ATL, I'm adjustin wit a chick, how you love that?

Flash 100 large, make a bet where you scrubs at

I'm the youngest in charge 26s them dubs wackThey spinnin' 24s when they sell me the cut back

Real cats get down, fake cats get mugged, rat

Baby got back now, no mama, can I rub that?

I'ma hustla with clout, ya dig? She dug thatThe phantom 400 you can check the tags

Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass

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Check my swag, check, check my swagThe phantom 400 you can check the tags

Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass

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Check my swag, check, check my swagWanna be my boo? Plus they caked up

Just stay up on ya fashion, always be draped up

And just know this, ya man about paper

And when I talk listen, hey, fuck them hatersOh, you like Shennel, I can take you to meet her

Heels and sandals, baby, you done wearin sneakers

Business I handle, heads turn when they see us

And if they dont know, we gonna make 'em some believersJuicy Couture, I can see you in that too

Never wear nothing twice, everything brand new

Hey, keep your hair done shape right and nails nice

Stay flawless in public if you wanna be my wifeThem other broads say but, hey let them hoe

They just mad because I dont sweat them hoes

'Cuz they mad broke and I get them hoes

My swagga tight and my sway penny rollsThe phantom 400 you can check the tags

Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass

Yeah, fresh to death, so baby, check my swagCheck my swag, check, check my swag

Check my swag, check, check my swag

Check my swag, check, check my swag

Check my swag, check, check my swagThe phantom 400 you can check the tags

Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags

Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass

I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag

Songwriters

BAILEY, HOWARD EARL / DAVIS, MICHAELPublished by

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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