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lirik lagu swing my doe – cootie

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[intro: bic fizzle]
(this is a ktoe beat)
swing my door, swing my—
swing my door
swing my door, swing my—
swing my door
swing my door, swing my door
ayy, lock that b*tch behind you, swing my door
ayy, lock that b*tch behind you, swing my door
swing my door (swing my door)

[chorus: bic fizzle]
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (ayy, lock that b*tch behind you)
swing my door (swing my door)

[verse 1: bic fizzle]
ayy, i don’t*i don’t play around, b*tch, swing my door (swing it)
i got sh*t for sale (i got sh*t for sale)
front door service, i’m a server, i can even work the mail (the mail)
vacuum sealin’ and the scale (scale), fingernails full of meal (phew, phew)
crack a door ‘fore i urn, i grab my pistol off the shelf
all my b*tches ten and up (ten)
i’m proud of her, i prada her (i prada her)
call my ho chanel, all my b*tches like designer stuff (they all like designer)
i’m a young boss, player (player), ‘forе i had tuned twelve, i knеw what’s up
we be strapped up in the club (the club), cuh in the crowd like he not here with us (ayy)
ayy, help me run his money up (money up), don’t let me f*ck his money up
i pay for body, no dr. miami, but i can get your tummy tucked
got wock’, wock’ in my double cup (wock’, wock’)
can’t lie, this here been a good*ass month
my people got cheap, i’m buying more sh*t, so he went ‘head on and doped me up (doped me up)
[chorus: bic fizzle]
swing my door (swing my door, swing it)
swing my door (go swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, ayy, swing my door)
swing my door (ayy, swing my door)
swing my door (ayy, yeah, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, swing my door)
swing my door (yeah, ayy, lock that b*tch behind you, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door)

[verse 2: cootie]
my dope swing so much, they knocking scroodles off the hinges (break it)
dope so good, got junkies busy
three, four nights straight, come and spend it (no sleep)
i trap like this my re*living (trap)
guns i tote come with extensions (dracs)
swing my door and pat ’em down before we even handle business (woah)
no discussion, we gon’ gun down anything that look suspicious (boom)
know we viscous
know we talking codes when we discussing tickets (on the children)
i can whip a brick up like i’m cooking biscuits (skrrt)
making digits
faster than my hitter spin blocks on a mission (vroom)
when i send ’em
i got forgi’ on my tire, yo’ b*tch know this ain’t no beginner (no)
nose so big, i had to de*tatch every car part off the renter (d*mn)
flood the city with the work, make every month feel like december (cootie)
call my phone before you come, you better knock before you enter (swing my door)
[chorus: bic fizzle]
swing my door (swing my door, ayy)
swing my door (go swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door, ayy)
swing my door (ayy, swing my door)
swing my door (ayy, yeah, lock that b*tch behind you, swing my door)
swing my door (swing my door)
swing my door (yeah, ayy)
swing my door

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