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 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - energetic
 - monster music
 - swizz beatz
 
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T.i. - Swing Your Rag lyrics
Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I
 And let it swang, swang, swang, swang
 Let it swang, swang, swang, swang
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Swang
 New Akoo outfit with a Gucci rag
 Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag
 Full of stacks rubber bands round big cash
 Got a sick swag tell the haters get mad, come on
 We in the club homes getting' our thug on
 Bottles of Patron if you grown get your buzz on
 We brought the broads out and brought the cars out
 I'm like the moon I shine and bring the stars out
 When it dark out, get the squad out
 We ball hard sucka nigga eat your heart out
 I'm too advanced super swag in my Louis pants
 Ballin' on my Louis silk shirt match my Louis rag
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Swang
 I say, whoa kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
 I'm boppin' while I'm walkin, rag fallin' out my pocket
 If big money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talkin'T.i. - Swing Your Rag - http://motolyrics.com/ti/swing-your-rag-lyrics.html
 Hated on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses
 Catch me flossin' at the mall, talkin to a broad
 She follow me in Gucci and I taught her how to ball
 Three pair of shoes, four shirts, six rags
 The chick said, dag, that's more than my bag
 Shawty, I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
 Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
 Silk scarf hangin' out of my jeans
 Naw homie, I ain't thinking, I'm just doin, my thing
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Swang
 I took some time off, and now I'm back y'all
 You in the line at the club, I'm in the back, dawg
 And when this song on, ballers peel stacks off
 And make it rain on them broads, watch them stacks fall
 And pull your rag out and wave it left, right
 Let it sag with ya pants, get ya swag just right
 Ride Bankhead flare flyin' out the Benz
 Once a fool with it we 'gon bring 'em out again
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
 I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
 Swang











