Luyện nghe bài hát My Swag

You gotta get your swagger together, nigga, get your
Starts on the inside, ya dig, I don't need mine, I got where we goin
If you don't love yourself you can't nobody
Keep up, nigga, I love myself, you need to travel, ladies
You go and get that diesel, right

I'm the man from to way out in Cali
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to
I be in Hawaii then catch me in
I be at home barely, I'll when I'm buried

What I need some for? This dope got me geeked up
I went to Japan and made a in a week, bro
These niggaz can't keep up they see me in London
So I go out in Ibiza, that time I sleep for

Bout three days, maybe see me in Haiti
With Jean and a selection of ladies
But my got that workin like they back in the eighties
See the money's what move me, conversation phase me

Tell 'em why I been around the world
Traveled the seas and I be
Poppin with celebrities so you can find me
Flyin high, better trees

around the world
They keep me, they call me
Paparazzi, they be follow me, all be
Hopin that they get a of me

It's my swag, they wonder so special 'bout him?
Why they ain't sellin records him? Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he always look so
And why do what he do, so

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he his hat like that?
When girls see him why act like that? Aye, I don't know
It's my swag, for some all the real niggaz love him
Even their girlfriend wanna fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

Gettin money in Frisco, wearin my
See I'm gettin wet and this bitch in the boat
I came in the slow, they act like they ain't know
That I wasn't gon' leave until I got what I fo'

I still can't complain as long as I ain't broke
I a long way but, shawty, ain't nothin changed though
I still let the tool go, get it confused, bro
Run up on me wrong, now what you I'ma do, bro?

you to your maker then go to Jamaica
Or to Cabo, I chill at my condo
My swagger is perfect, hatin on me ain't it
Guarantee you, boy, the Earth my turf if hurts

Tell 'em why cause I around the world
Traveled the seas and I be
Poppin bottles with so you can find me
Flyin high, smokin better

Girls around the
keep callin me, they call me
Paparazzi, they be follow me, all be
Hopin that get a shot of me

It's my swag, they wonder so special 'bout him?
Why they sellin records like him? Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he look so cool?
And why do what he do, so

be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like that?
When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I don't
It's my swag, for some reason all the niggaz love him
Even though their girlfriend fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

Regardless what haters say I'm as real as they
I'm that paper, baby, however it come
I'm singin a song and yay by the ton
You never seen a gettin money so young

How I get from the pen all the way to
I've been to Switzerland, and pimpin, goin again
It ain't nothin to catch me in the south of
In a coffee shop dro in Amsterdam

It ain't to fly all the way to Dubai
St. Barts, St. Lucia, any day we can try
G-5 to and they say I'ma lie
I'ma ball a dog 'til the day that I die

Tell 'em why cause I around the world
Traveled the seven and I be
bottles with celebrities so you can find me
Flyin high, smokin trees

around the world
They keep me, they call me
Paparazzi, be follow me, they all be
Hopin that get a shot of me

It's my swag, wonder what's so special 'bout him?
Why they ain't sellin records him? Tell 'em
It's my swag, how he always look so
And why do what he do, so

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like
When girls see him why they act that? Aye
It's my swag, for reason all the real niggaz love him
Even though girlfriend wanna fuck him
I guess, gotta be my

This is pimpin
You couldn't duplicate shit if I told you how to, man
Ha, y'all, niggaz, up
By the time you get to Puerto Rico, my nigga, I'll be in

By the you get to Cuba I'll be in Haiti
By the you get to Haiti I'll be way over in Africa, man
You what Im sayin? South of France in my land, man
The my turf, my nigga