SWING YA POLE (John Winchester) Lyrics

You betta swing yo pole

Know you got beef, and they down the road

Them young niggas on go, no you can't run from that smoke

One thing that's about me, I'm gon' get that cake

She said, what's that smell? That's Chanelly bae

Retro raising hell, he put they ass on skates

I do not fuck with the twelve, I do not fuck with the Jakes

Why you talk that nonsense? You not really poppin'

I'm dunking Darryl Dawkins, oh no, you can't stop it

Left hand up Ginobili, more like Harry Potter

Who's that boy? Don't know him, he is an imposter

I heard you been fuckin' with coppers, my niggas fuckin' with robbers

Put my suit on like a mobster, she eat me up like a cobbler

I just been blowin' and bombin', Retrosama Bin Laden

Y'all niggas ain't on nothin', I'm at the front just jogging

Why do you talk to the cops? Why do you fuck with the feds

She wanna give me the top, but I wanna get to the bread

I'ma go talk to the birds, it's not in my head

Chirpity chirpity chirp, nigga that's what they said

One thing that's about me, I'm gon' get that cake

She said, what's that smell? That's Chanelly bae

Retro raising hell, he put they ass on skates

I do not fuck with the twelve, I do not fuck with the Jakes

You betta swing yo pole

Know you got beef, and they down the road

Them young niggas on go, you can't run from that smoke