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312 - swidt lyrics

[chrous]
see what i did there
see what i did there
see what i did there
see what i did there
312, baby*baaby
(oooohh)
312, baby*baaby
(oooohh)

swrrrrrrrrr
yeah l’m k!llin’ mic with it
not jordan, jackson, or tyson
im talkin michael jones with the ice*man
i switch the flows and switch the coast
[?]
took an l at 3*12 that’s a time stamp
[?] b*tterfly wit the life span
(uh)
see the difference between us
we hit the spot to get lit
they hit the spot to be scenesters
negativity cop blocked the dreamers
we’re dmf and “we the bеst” and major key investments
burst on thе f*ckin scene independents [?]
[?]
to me you ain’t run sh*t
you still shine when the sun dips
i’m at your function
it’s loose when the crews out
20 deep’ with hawaiian shirts
just lookin’ like a luau
f*ck if they in the way
cos their ladies are interstate
they can’t reciprocate
they cannot diss the way
your b*tch is a kiss away
i might just hit today
i’m onehunga to the maximum
press your body like an accident
got a lotta sh*t stored up
it’s time to let it go like a laxative
they like he k!llin’ it (he k!lled that sh*t)
i know man, that boy hard
i’m in your vacinity
chillin’ see, like
[?]
[chorus]
see what i did there
see what i did there
see what i did there
see what i did there
312, baby*baaby
(oooohh)
312, baby*baaby
(oooohh)

ahhhh…
if they asked ‘who was that g e c webster?
with all these buckets
attitude like f*ck it
no g pass gotcha whole crew duckin’ these backstreets
can’t pass me yet
b*tch i’ll go harder than last week’s bread
37 ways till we might see red
see what i did there
yeah you ain’t seen sh*t
(ooohh)
i got the remedy
you had your shot now you’re kennedy
smokin’ weed up in the mezzanine
we say your name but it come after ‘rest in peace’ blaah
whoever’s on the first verse perfect
whoever’s on the second versed merked it
(uh) in the hood right now (right now?)
park way out where the church is (skrrt)
3*12 bodied these rappers when i drop my new sh*t
so many homies (so many homies)
that it look like i’m riding with two cliques
(sh*t) you talk too much
i don’t understand why you try and act tough
and your wardrobe’s sus
(ha)
swidt in your boom box
sippin’ woodstock
squad lookin’ like the neighbourhood watch
park [?] in the neighbourhood block
the fire won’t stop
she touchin’ herself
cause i keep it three hundred and twelve
stoneyhunga we dominate
f*ck the fame no condom sh*t (swrrr)
[chorus]
swidddddah
see what i did there
see what i did there
see what i did there
see what i did there
312, baby*baaby
(oooohh)
312, baby*baaby
(oooohh)

[outro: boomer tha god]
oh you didn’t know?
haha you better call somebody
who’s got the biggest nuts?
swidt’s got the biggest nuts
biggest nuts in the game motherf*cker
haha my d*cks down by my kneecaps
suck me off
suck us all off
suck off the squad
squad up
and it’s still [?]

- swidt lyrics

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