Trigga500k - swing da door.

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[Intro] Huh, yeah (These hoes got to hear this shit, Saucii) Yeah, come on Come on, come on, yeah [Verse 1] Trap still goin′ bonkers Been savin' fuck cheese all winter, know I'm poppin' shit all summer Counterfeit fifty, he ain't a whole hundred Bum-ass nigga steady blowin' up my phone tryna hold somethin' Never type to cap, I got my cap and gown out the streets You tryna beef about these bitches 'cause they ain't P Huh, fuck a record label, I'm signed to the streets You tryna come set up shop, you gotta go through me [Chorus] Huh, swing the door, nigga, swing the door (Swing the door) Yeah, swing the door, nigga, swing the door (Swing the door) Yeah, swing the door, nigga, swing the door (Swing the door) All this dog shit on me, this shit on the floor [Verse 2] Come on, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah Come and shop with me, it's dirt cheap, better come and get it Yeah, I'm servin' everybody, I supply the city Dumbass nigga ain't fuckin' with me At all, bitch, I'm the fuckin' biggest [Chorus] Huh, nigga, swing the door, nigga, swing the door (Swing the door) Huh, come on, swing the door, nigga, better swing the door (Swing the door) Yeah, swing the door, nigga, swing the door (Swing the door) All this dog shit on me, this shit on the floor (This shit on the floor)
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