Swing Ya Rag Songtext
von T.I.

Whoo! (Whoo!)
Swizz, I need y′all to take y'all rides out, man (T.I.!)
And let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Let it swang, swang, swang

Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don′t dance (I don't dance), no way (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
Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don′t dance (don't dance), no way (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
Hey, swang!

New Akoo outfit with a Gucci rag (Gucci rag)
Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag (hey)
Full of stacks, rubber bands ′round big cash
Got a sick swag, tell the haters get mad, come on
We in the club, holmes (hey), gettin' our thug on
Bottles of Patrón, if you grown, get your buzz on


We bought the bars out and brought the cars out
I′m like the moon how I shine and bring the stars out (haha)
When it dark out (okay), get the squad out
We ball hard, sucker nigga, eat your heart out (sucker nigga)
I'm too advanced, super swag in my Louis pants
Ballin' on my Louis shoes, shirt match my Louis rag

Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don′t dance (I don′t dance), no way (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
Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don't dance (don′t dance), no way (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
Hey, swang!

I said, whoa, kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby (hey)
I'm boppin′ while I′m walkin', rag fallin′ out my pocket (hey)
If big money ain't the topic, homie, I ain′t even talkin'
Hated on by the workers but I′m cool with all the bosses (oh)
Catch me flossin' at the mall (mall), talkin' to a broad (broad)


She follow me in Gucci and I taught her how to ball (ball)
Bought three pair of shoes, four shirts, six rags (rags)
Chick said, "Dag, that′s more than my bag" (haha)
Shawty, I can show you how to spend this bread real fast (fast)
And get a group of chicks to give you head real fast (fast)
Tip star hangin′ out of my jeans
Nah, homie, I ain't braggin′, I'm just doin′ my thing

Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don't dance (I don′t dance), no way (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
Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don′t dance (don′t dance), no way (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
Hey, swang!

I took some time off (okay), and now I'm back, y′all (that's right)
You in the line at the club, I′m in the back, dawg (haha)
And when this song on, ballers peel stacks off
And make it rain on them broads, watch the stacks fall
Ay, pull your rag out (that's right), and wave it left, right
Let it sag with your pants, get your swag just right (haha)
Ridin' Bankhead, flag flyin′ out the Benz
Was a fool with it, Ru, we gon′ bring 'em out again

Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don′t dance (I don't dance), no way (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
Alright (alright), okay (okay)
I don′t dance (don't dance), no way (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
Hey, swang!