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Sway King Tech I Don T Think So

I don't think so; no, I don't think so No, I don't think so; no, I don't think so Some man gotta be gettin' pimped in the game DO I look like I'm smoking

I ain't fuckin' wit y'all I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on They say I don't fit in But I won't listen You can say what you wanna, I'ma come

my shit and When I get her for christenin' she splits again cause I make her spit the Nitro glycerin I'm on you, calling me a old Negro But I don't know

my shit and When I get her for christenin' she splits again cause I make her spit the Nitro glycerin I'm on you, calling me a old Negro But I don't know

I been on Leno don' diss don' hit the thrown My head's growin The crown don't fit (don't fit, don't fit, don't fit) [Chorus] I wish you would (Not beef

: Saafir] Wake Up, Show, and you can tell I'm not spittin it in no muffled style No silent screams just weddings, rings To swings and Sway Techs King, Tech- -nique and I

my shit and When I get her for christenin' she splits again cause I make her spit the Nitro glycerin I'm on you, calling me a old Negro But I don't know