Swangin In the Rain (feat. Slim Thug, J-Dawg, Lil Keke, Z-Ro & Chamillionaire) - Remix

Swang on, swang on
 Swang on, swang on
 Still swangin' in the rain
 I can teach you class on how to ride glass
 Drive slow even though time flies fast
 Rest in peace Chassity and all my loved ones past
 Broke the intersection off now it need a cast
 Candy painted rain drippin' off the panel
 It's tradition where we from they might not understand it
 Handle with care them pokers take a pro to manage
 The way I swang so eloquently it's rain dancing
 One deep 'cuz my ace caught a case
 Free O.G. Sha, free my nigga King Dre
 Trunk full of base had to put it in they face
 Break them boys off glass 4s let 'um skate
 Me and Paul pockets been tall since we was small
 Can still make ya boppa go A-WALL if we call
 Fuck the laws no pause at the stop signs
 Got your broad no drawers with the top down
 Thugga
 Swang on, swang on
 Swang on, swang on
 Still swangin' in the rain
 This mo' than swangas lil' homie, this here a way of life
 My first love was the slab before I knew my wife
 The 89' cut dog on them super pokes
 No paint 4s clankin' can't hear 'em though
 Trunk bangin' too hard like a set tripper (bang)
 17 worked the grain like a vet nigga
 When Hurricane Rita came they evacuated
 While we was swangin' in the rain on that Robert Davis
 (Rest in peace homie)
 Look at the sky it's 'bout to cry
 I see the tears fallin'
 We full of mud it's 'bout to flood homie we still crawling
 I'm still ballin'
 It's still rainin'
 Rag like a new trench coat homie I keep swangin'
 Them haters missin'
 Them 4s whistlin'
 Hit the garage and kill boys when it start drizzlin'
 Instagram in motion
 He back at it
 Come see the rain hit it
 Take a picture snapchat it
 Swang on, swang on
 Swang on, swang on
 Still swangin' in the rain
 It ain't gotta be raining for me to swang homie
 I roll alone 'cuz all of my homies changed on me
 Rubber bands go flat I rather swang lane-to-lane homie
 Wish a jacker would I keep that open up your brain on me
 Lane over the front bumper you can read me coming
 Trunk knockin' so hard you hear me before you even see me coming
 In case you didn't know it's Rother Vandross
 Candy paint so wet just keep yo' mutha' fucking hands off
 I'm about to pull outside and let them swangas entertain
 Back to back behind me looking like a candy train
 When she saw them 4s
 She was 'bout to scream
 Is that your lady?
 I hope that ain't yo' Queen
 'Cuz you already know how it's going to go when I grip grain
 Pull up in them thangs and now your girl forgot your name
 Yeah I'm super throwed
 Yeah I'm super clean
 It may sound crazy as we sit back and lean in the rain
 Still out here rollin'
 Still out here rollin' in the rain
 Still out here rollin'
 Still out here rollin' in the rain
 Still swangin' in the rain
 
 Swang on, swang on
 Swang on, swang on
 Still swangin' in the rain
 I can teach you class on how to ride glass
 Drive slow even though time flies fast
 Rest in peace Chassity and all my loved ones past
 Broke the intersection off now it need a cast
 Candy painted rain drippin' off the panel
 It's tradition where we from they might not understand it
 Handle with care them pokers take a pro to manage
 The way I swang so eloquently it's rain dancing
 One deep 'cuz my ace caught a case
 Free O.G. Sha, free my nigga King Dre
 Trunk full of base had to put it in they face
 Break them boys off glass 4s let 'um skate
 Me and Paul pockets been tall since we was small
 Can still make ya boppa go A-WALL if we call
 Fuck the laws no pause at the stop signs
 Got your broad no drawers with the top down
 Thugga
 Swang on, swang on
 Swang on, swang on
 Still swangin' in the rain
 This mo' than swangas lil' homie, this here a way of life
 My first love was the slab before I knew my wife
 The 89' cut dog on them super pokes
 No paint 4s clankin' can't hear 'em though
 Trunk bangin' too hard like a set tripper (bang)
 17 worked the grain like a vet nigga
 When Hurricane Rita came they evacuated
 While we was swangin' in the rain on that Robert Davis
 (Rest in peace homie)
 Look at the sky it's 'bout to cry
 I see the tears fallin'
 We full of mud it's 'bout to flood homie we still crawling
 I'm still ballin'
 It's still rainin'
 Rag like a new trench coat homie I keep swangin'
 Them haters missin'
 Them 4s whistlin'
 Hit the garage and kill boys when it start drizzlin'
 Instagram in motion
 He back at it
 Come see the rain hit it
 Take a picture snapchat it
 Swang on, swang on
 Swang on, swang on
 Still swangin' in the rain
 It ain't gotta be raining for me to swang homie
 I roll alone 'cuz all of my homies changed on me
 Rubber bands go flat I rather swang lane-to-lane homie
 Wish a jacker would I keep that open up your brain on me
 Lane over the front bumper you can read me coming
 Trunk knockin' so hard you hear me before you even see me coming
 In case you didn't know it's Rother Vandross
 Candy paint so wet just keep yo' mutha' fucking hands off
 I'm about to pull outside and let them swangas entertain
 Back to back behind me looking like a candy train
 When she saw them 4s
 She was 'bout to scream
 Is that your lady?
 I hope that ain't yo' Queen
 'Cuz you already know how it's going to go when I grip grain
 Pull up in them thangs and now your girl forgot your name
 Yeah I'm super throwed
 Yeah I'm super clean
 It may sound crazy as we sit back and lean in the rain
 Still out here rollin'
 Still out here rollin' in the rain
 Still out here rollin'
 Still out here rollin' in the rain
 Still swangin' in the rain