Swing Ya Rag

[Introduction: Swizz Beatz] Woo, Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out man And let it swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing [Hook : Swizz Beatz] [x2] Alright, alright, okay, okay, I don't dance, 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 [Verse 1: T.I.] 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 'til the haters get mad, come on We in the club, Holmes, getting our thug on Bottles of Patron, if you're 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's dark out, get the squad out We ball hard, sucker nigger, eat your heart out I'm too advanced, super swag in my Louis pants Balling on my Louis silk shirt, match my Louis rag [Hook : Swizz Beatz] [x2] [Verse 2: T.I.] I say, 'Whoa kimosabe', big balling is my hobby I'm bopping while I'm walking, rag's falling out my pocket If big money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talking Hated on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses Catch me flossin at the mall, talking to a broad She follow me in Gucci and I taught her how to ball Three pairs of shoes, four shirts, six rags The chick said, 'Dag, that's more than my bag' Shorty, 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's hanging out of my jeans No, homie, I ain't thinking, I'm just doing my thing! [Hook : Swizz Beatz] [x2] [Verse 3: T.I.] I took some time off, and now I'm back y'all You're in the line at the club, I'm in the back, dog And when this song's on, ballers peel stacks off And make it rain on them broads, watch them stacks fall Let it sag with your pants, get your swag just right Ride Bankhead, flare's flying out the Benz Once a fool with it, we're gon' bring them out again [Hook : Swizz Beatz] [x2]