Midwest Swing - Explicit Version Lyrics
| Song | Midwest Swing - Explicit Version |
| Artist | St. Lunatics |
| Album | Free City |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Epperson | |
| It's a Midwest thang y'all | |
| And ain't got a clue(Ain't got a clue) | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It's a Midwest swang y'all | |
| Ain't gotta trip(Ain't gotta trip) | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| What you think, we live on a farm? | |
| Nigga, be for real | |
| We got Benz's, | |
| Rovers and | |
| Jag's, Hummer's and | |
| Deville'sGot a green | |
| S Class, ain't broke the do' seal | |
| Shit ain't been the same since | |
| I signed fo' reel | |
| This shit got ill, when | |
| I hit 4 mil | |
| Five and countin', dirty six at will | |
| Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide | |
| I'll be on my third | |
| Bentley by the time | |
| I'm at 9I hear 'em cryin', "You gon' sell out" | |
| Ya damn right, | |
| I done sold out before and re-caught the same night | |
| Straight hopped the next flight, too icey for sunlight | |
| Dunkin' without sprite, yeah you heard me dirty | |
| I'm from the | |
| Show-Me State, show me seven | |
| I'll show you eight | |
| Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans | |
| Representin' | |
| St. Louis every time | |
| I breatheIn the city | |
| I touch down, and | |
| I bob and weave, ay | |
| It's a Midwest thang y'all | |
| And ain't got a clue(Ain't got a clue) | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It's a Midwest swang y'all | |
| Ain't gotta trip(Ain't gotta trip) | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| I sport my beeper on my boots, that's why | |
| I be a buzz when | |
| I kickMaybe it's on my lips, it's chaos when | |
| I spitQuarter man, quarter schoolboy, half | |
| LunaticQuarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' shit | |
| Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, | |
| I'm the Pookey of the backyard | |
| All colors and all types like a junkyard | |
| High young boy with high young ways' | |
| Cuz I connect three blunts and be high for three days | |
| You can tell by the way | |
| I walk I ain't from 'round hurr | |
| Probably couldn't tell 'cuz | |
| I ain't walkin' now hurr | |
| I got a old-school cutlass, with a hole in the urr | |
| TV's urrwhurr wood grain to sturr | |
| I don't curr, hell naw | |
| I ain't cuttin' my hurr10 and a half in the | |
| Air force | |
| One's, give me two purr ugh | |
| I'm from the | |
| Lou and what | |
| I do is a | |
| Lou thangOne rapper, two rings and three chains | |
| Nothing but some ole country boys that ride | |
| V12 horses | |
| Saddle up and put spurs on my | |
| Air force's | |
| Back porches made for hide and go seek | |
| We got space out here, we can ride and chief | |
| Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us | |
| By the time they catchin' up, we smokin' up | |
| And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark | |
| St. Louis sportin' the rams, cards and lil' arch | |
| My dirty's love to spark, and love to sparkle | |
| Love homies vocal coats with matchin' cargos | |
| We racin' down | |
| Skinker, see how fast a car go | |
| Granny be like, "Ay, ya ya" like | |
| Ricky Ricardo | |
| I know you wanna know why we do what we do | |
| You cats ain't got a clue why the cutlass blue | |
| Brand new 22's on new | |
| UP'sWith one, two, three, four, five | |
| TV'sIt's a | |
| Midwest thang y'all | |
| And ain't got a clue(Ain't got a clue) | |
| Why my Cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It's a Midwest swang y'all | |
| Ain't gotta trip(Ain't gotta trip) | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| I'm sittin' on the front porch, writin' a hood rhyme | |
| Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line | |
| Wish I would find, one seed in my weed | |
| Sticks and shit, if | |
| I do somebody bleed | |
| Pull right here, eight pounds of | |
| ChinamenTwo stay hittin' some blunts and | |
| HeinekenHidin' in the back with the po' po' | |
| Stickin' my do' do', man they some ho' hoo's | |
| They put the gun to my earr | |
| You know the law don't fear | |
| Nann nigga, nann hoe, let's keep that bullshit clear | |
| They had me face down in the skreet | |
| Errbody watchin', thinkin' | |
| I'ma pull the heat | |
| And leave the | |
| D-tects with a leak in the skreet | |
| And that pussy ass nigga that set me up my peeps | |
| Gon' give it to this nigga like | |
| NYPDBeat the | |
| K, fuck Coke, now | |
| I'm back on my granny poche hustlin' | |
| It's a Midwest thang y'all | |
| And ain't got a clue(Ain't got a clue) | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It's a Midwest swang y'all | |
| Ain't gotta trip(Ain't gotta trip) | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| It's a Midwest thang y'all | |
| It's a Midwest thang y'all | |
| It's a Midwest thang |
| zuo qu : Epperson | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| What you think, we live on a farm? | |
| Nigga, be for real | |
| We got Benz' s, | |
| Rovers and | |
| Jag' s, Hummer' s and | |
| Deville' sGot a green | |
| S Class, ain' t broke the do' seal | |
| Shit ain' t been the same since | |
| I signed fo' reel | |
| This shit got ill, when | |
| I hit 4 mil | |
| Five and countin', dirty six at will | |
| Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide | |
| I' ll be on my third | |
| Bentley by the time | |
| I' m at 9I hear ' em cryin', " You gon' sell out" | |
| Ya damn right, | |
| I done sold out before and recaught the same night | |
| Straight hopped the next flight, too icey for sunlight | |
| Dunkin' without sprite, yeah you heard me dirty | |
| I' m from the | |
| ShowMe State, show me seven | |
| I' ll show you eight | |
| Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans | |
| Representin' | |
| St. Louis every time | |
| I breatheIn the city | |
| I touch down, and | |
| I bob and weave, ay | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| I sport my beeper on my boots, that' s why | |
| I be a buzz when | |
| I kickMaybe it' s on my lips, it' s chaos when | |
| I spitQuarter man, quarter schoolboy, half | |
| LunaticQuarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' shit | |
| Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, | |
| I' m the Pookey of the backyard | |
| All colors and all types like a junkyard | |
| High young boy with high young ways' | |
| Cuz I connect three blunts and be high for three days | |
| You can tell by the way | |
| I walk I ain' t from ' round hurr | |
| Probably couldn' t tell ' cuz | |
| I ain' t walkin' now hurr | |
| I got a oldschool cutlass, with a hole in the urr | |
| TV' s urrwhurr wood grain to sturr | |
| I don' t curr, hell naw | |
| I ain' t cuttin' my hurr10 and a half in the | |
| Air force | |
| One' s, give me two purr ugh | |
| I' m from the | |
| Lou and what | |
| I do is a | |
| Lou thangOne rapper, two rings and three chains | |
| Nothing but some ole country boys that ride | |
| V12 horses | |
| Saddle up and put spurs on my | |
| Air force' s | |
| Back porches made for hide and go seek | |
| We got space out here, we can ride and chief | |
| Ain' t gotta worry ' bout nobody approachin' us | |
| By the time they catchin' up, we smokin' up | |
| And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark | |
| St. Louis sportin' the rams, cards and lil' arch | |
| My dirty' s love to spark, and love to sparkle | |
| Love homies vocal coats with matchin' cargos | |
| We racin' down | |
| Skinker, see how fast a car go | |
| Granny be like, " Ay, ya ya" like | |
| Ricky Ricardo | |
| I know you wanna know why we do what we do | |
| You cats ain' t got a clue why the cutlass blue | |
| Brand new 22' s on new | |
| UP' sWith one, two, three, four, five | |
| TV' sIt' s a | |
| Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my Cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| I' m sittin' on the front porch, writin' a hood rhyme | |
| Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line | |
| Wish I would find, one seed in my weed | |
| Sticks and shit, if | |
| I do somebody bleed | |
| Pull right here, eight pounds of | |
| ChinamenTwo stay hittin' some blunts and | |
| HeinekenHidin' in the back with the po' po' | |
| Stickin' my do' do', man they some ho' hoo' s | |
| They put the gun to my earr | |
| You know the law don' t fear | |
| Nann nigga, nann hoe, let' s keep that bullshit clear | |
| They had me face down in the skreet | |
| Errbody watchin', thinkin' | |
| I' ma pull the heat | |
| And leave the | |
| Dtects with a leak in the skreet | |
| And that pussy ass nigga that set me up my peeps | |
| Gon' give it to this nigga like | |
| NYPDBeat the | |
| K, fuck Coke, now | |
| I' m back on my granny poche hustlin' | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| It' s a Midwest thang |
| zuò qǔ : Epperson | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| What you think, we live on a farm? | |
| Nigga, be for real | |
| We got Benz' s, | |
| Rovers and | |
| Jag' s, Hummer' s and | |
| Deville' sGot a green | |
| S Class, ain' t broke the do' seal | |
| Shit ain' t been the same since | |
| I signed fo' reel | |
| This shit got ill, when | |
| I hit 4 mil | |
| Five and countin', dirty six at will | |
| Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide | |
| I' ll be on my third | |
| Bentley by the time | |
| I' m at 9I hear ' em cryin', " You gon' sell out" | |
| Ya damn right, | |
| I done sold out before and recaught the same night | |
| Straight hopped the next flight, too icey for sunlight | |
| Dunkin' without sprite, yeah you heard me dirty | |
| I' m from the | |
| ShowMe State, show me seven | |
| I' ll show you eight | |
| Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans | |
| Representin' | |
| St. Louis every time | |
| I breatheIn the city | |
| I touch down, and | |
| I bob and weave, ay | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| I sport my beeper on my boots, that' s why | |
| I be a buzz when | |
| I kickMaybe it' s on my lips, it' s chaos when | |
| I spitQuarter man, quarter schoolboy, half | |
| LunaticQuarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' shit | |
| Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, | |
| I' m the Pookey of the backyard | |
| All colors and all types like a junkyard | |
| High young boy with high young ways' | |
| Cuz I connect three blunts and be high for three days | |
| You can tell by the way | |
| I walk I ain' t from ' round hurr | |
| Probably couldn' t tell ' cuz | |
| I ain' t walkin' now hurr | |
| I got a oldschool cutlass, with a hole in the urr | |
| TV' s urrwhurr wood grain to sturr | |
| I don' t curr, hell naw | |
| I ain' t cuttin' my hurr10 and a half in the | |
| Air force | |
| One' s, give me two purr ugh | |
| I' m from the | |
| Lou and what | |
| I do is a | |
| Lou thangOne rapper, two rings and three chains | |
| Nothing but some ole country boys that ride | |
| V12 horses | |
| Saddle up and put spurs on my | |
| Air force' s | |
| Back porches made for hide and go seek | |
| We got space out here, we can ride and chief | |
| Ain' t gotta worry ' bout nobody approachin' us | |
| By the time they catchin' up, we smokin' up | |
| And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark | |
| St. Louis sportin' the rams, cards and lil' arch | |
| My dirty' s love to spark, and love to sparkle | |
| Love homies vocal coats with matchin' cargos | |
| We racin' down | |
| Skinker, see how fast a car go | |
| Granny be like, " Ay, ya ya" like | |
| Ricky Ricardo | |
| I know you wanna know why we do what we do | |
| You cats ain' t got a clue why the cutlass blue | |
| Brand new 22' s on new | |
| UP' sWith one, two, three, four, five | |
| TV' sIt' s a | |
| Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my Cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| I' m sittin' on the front porch, writin' a hood rhyme | |
| Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line | |
| Wish I would find, one seed in my weed | |
| Sticks and shit, if | |
| I do somebody bleed | |
| Pull right here, eight pounds of | |
| ChinamenTwo stay hittin' some blunts and | |
| HeinekenHidin' in the back with the po' po' | |
| Stickin' my do' do', man they some ho' hoo' s | |
| They put the gun to my earr | |
| You know the law don' t fear | |
| Nann nigga, nann hoe, let' s keep that bullshit clear | |
| They had me face down in the skreet | |
| Errbody watchin', thinkin' | |
| I' ma pull the heat | |
| And leave the | |
| Dtects with a leak in the skreet | |
| And that pussy ass nigga that set me up my peeps | |
| Gon' give it to this nigga like | |
| NYPDBeat the | |
| K, fuck Coke, now | |
| I' m back on my granny poche hustlin' | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| And ain' t got a clue Ain' t got a clue | |
| Why my cutlass blue | |
| And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too | |
| It' s a Midwest swang y' all | |
| Ain' t gotta trip Ain' t gotta trip | |
| While we swing and dip' | |
| Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| It' s a Midwest thang y' all | |
| It' s a Midwest thang |
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