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Lil Glouie - Swerving on U Lyrics



Lil Glouie - Swerving on U Lyrics




I'm a catch his lil bitch like a fisherman do
Let's just keep it 100 I'm realer than you
Fenna spit in the booth like I'm missing a tooth
Mix some weed with the lean boy I'm sicker than you
He gone cry bout a hoe that's what bitches gone do
And you not bout that Life so don't mention a tool
We'll slide in that ghost like we serving some food
Never talking bout money we swerving on you
How df he a boss no one working for you
Better keep a heater like they searching for you
When you getting money they start lurking for you
Built a bond with my money I'm perfect for you
Every time you feel pain bae I'm hurting with you
So I ain't got to lie I feel certain with you
Can I be honest ain't tryna be cool
Ain't got the time to be lying to you
She told me Glouie I'll die without you
Keep my heart to myself I won't cry out to you
Let me finish this verse then I'll fly out to you
We defying the weather getting higher than you
If you wasn't walking I can't ride out with you
Trap dancing like it's new edition
Beating up the pot got it singing like Whitney
No we didn't ask for nothing
We juuging for real we cooked up a bentley
Beating up her box like I'm Sonny Liston
We going too hard treat the Stu like a kitchen
Young nigga whip it up like a magician
Ask how I smash on your broad every Wednesday
Slam in her shit like the old school dikembe
Covered in money lil nigga ain't dripping
Flooded with money like we in the sixties
Gold on my neck but this ain't Eddie Kendricks
I see your hoe and she dripping and tempting
Gold on my neck but this ain't Eddie Kendricks
Since I got money they start acting different

I'm a catch his lil bitch like a fisherman do
Let's just keep it 100 I'm realer than you
Fenna spit in the booth like I'm missing a tooth
Mix some weed with the lean boy I'm sicker than you
He gone cry bout a hoe that's what bitches gone do
And you not bout that Life so don't mention a tool
We'll slide in that ghost like we serving some food
Never talking bout money we swerving on you
How df he a boss no one working for you
Better keep a heater like they searching for you
When you getting money they start lurking for you
Built a bond with my money I'm perfect for you
Every time you feel pain bae I'm hurting with you
So I ain't got to lie I feel certain with you
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I'm a catch his lil bitch like a fisherman do
Let's just keep it 100 I'm realer than you
Fenna spit in the booth like I'm missing a tooth
Mix some weed with the lean boy I'm sicker than you
He gone cry bout a hoe that's what bitches gone do
And you not bout that Life so don't mention a tool
We'll slide in that ghost like we serving some food
Never talking bout money we swerving on you
How df he a boss no one working for you
Better keep a heater like they searching for you
When you getting money they start lurking for you
Built a bond with my money I'm perfect for you
Every time you feel pain bae I'm hurting with you
So I ain't got to lie I feel certain with you
Can I be honest ain't tryna be cool
Ain't got the time to be lying to you
She told me Glouie I'll die without you
Keep my heart to myself I won't cry out to you
Let me finish this verse then I'll fly out to you
We defying the weather getting higher than you
If you wasn't walking I can't ride out with you
Trap dancing like it's new edition
Beating up the pot got it singing like Whitney
No we didn't ask for nothing
We juuging for real we cooked up a bentley
Beating up her box like I'm Sonny Liston
We going too hard treat the Stu like a kitchen
Young nigga whip it up like a magician
Ask how I smash on your broad every Wednesday
Slam in her shit like the old school dikembe
Covered in money lil nigga ain't dripping
Flooded with money like we in the sixties
Gold on my neck but this ain't Eddie Kendricks
I see your hoe and she dripping and tempting
Gold on my neck but this ain't Eddie Kendricks
Since I got money they start acting different

I'm a catch his lil bitch like a fisherman do
Let's just keep it 100 I'm realer than you
Fenna spit in the booth like I'm missing a tooth
Mix some weed with the lean boy I'm sicker than you
He gone cry bout a hoe that's what bitches gone do
And you not bout that Life so don't mention a tool
We'll slide in that ghost like we serving some food
Never talking bout money we swerving on you
How df he a boss no one working for you
Better keep a heater like they searching for you
When you getting money they start lurking for you
Built a bond with my money I'm perfect for you
Every time you feel pain bae I'm hurting with you
So I ain't got to lie I feel certain with you
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Writer: James Milliner
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Performed By: Lil Glouie
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: James Milliner
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