Swann Gangg

(Yo, when I was just a little boy My grandma used to sing me a little song And it went, and it went like this) Rap rap music Silly babies running shit Silly babies running shit Swann Gangg, Swann Gangg This shit is the raw, man [Hook] Fuck your favorite anything You fucking suck at everything You fucking suck for anything Nickel, socks, go! [Verse 1: Lakutis] Me and D go and the pageantries roll out The dancers get dolled up The elephants dub down The tigers get sucked off You and your mans get fucked up The marmosets jumps up and stab a bitch Catch me slam dancing in the pit Like Lazarus Something corny like the industry Fucked up The bones have been picked clean But Myer gets laughed up (Art) The point is I'm the man Just pick up the e-chain All you little birches get dusted out Suck it All you fucking Fergusons my mother fucking sons and shit Like my name was Clarissa and my father was an architect Bitch hair, Birkenstocks, everything! Dead like my father was a carpenter I ain't have no father why my shit be so immaculate I'm the richest man cause mines is the purest avarice Mines is the finest advocates Picture a fucking tarantula [Hook x2] Fuck your favorite anything You fucking suck at everything You fucking suck for anything Swann Gangg genesis [Verse 2: DVS] You now rocking with the young John Belushi I spit shit in your champagne Cough on your sushi My sick, sinister campaign All the girls try to sue me and this This is a damn shame, so many groupies Street urchin, market a beast Up on a fleece, when ya seen him Seen a marketing genius I guess I'm open Told by Serena to peace But ya'll saw loving Talking to Venus It's the DVS, opposite of a Seacrest Top of the heap, here, playa Chopping your weak chest To be the man you gotta beat the man You need a manager? Just deliver your pizza man Top bridges knocking on ya'll bidness Give me guap that's what Willis is talking about, bitches (Remember, the show?) Fuck ya'll if you don't feel this Swann Gangg was a popular group - and still is [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Lakutis] I flow both ages Oh, dope shapeshift Kevin so blow With goat rope With the Oasics [DVS] So flagrant Running the place ragin' I leavin' the whole nation Is royalty, bodacious [Lakutis] Got the Kiwi Capri-Sun See, son, each one, beseech one Beast ball, bitch Brando apocalypse Now re-dub Daddy Warbucks, Mommy Mean Mugs Hold me on this shit No refunds! [DVS] Piff to the Matrix Lipton Brisk ass mix Bitch, get a face lift I spit liquid amazin' I drink liquor with bacon I don't think you can visit my station [Lakutis] Screaming keep Yerk out the moon roof Till my feet hurt Leaving out the teeth, Burt Hoop out the Jeep, sir [DVS] I'm back on my Deepak Chopra Relax, I spit the crack that could relapse over ya