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Big K.R.I.T.

Swagger Back (Remix)

 

Swagger Back (Remix)

(Album: See Me On Top II - 2005)


Okay, K-R-I-T
Mississippi representer well connected to Atlanta
DJ Folk mixtape
Yeah I'm from the bottom nigga (Mississippi)
Get that shit
Ay what they call me?

They call me KRIT
I got my swagger back
The flow and the momentum make em stagger back
Take a good luck at em nigga that you're future
After him you retire nigga that's you're future
Everybody wanna know where the K gon' sign
If the independent pays man then K won't sign
Rather stick to the streets cause the streets is real
What I look like broke with a million dollar deal
I'm like [?] do bad all by myself
Got my own fucking label I sign myself
Cause the broke don't shine, the dead don't breathe
Close your mouth all you want me but I'm gon' eat
Cause I'm tired of you stereotyping Southern rappers
Like I was born in the stables working in the pasters
The only red dirt is on my truck
The only [?] down sitting on my [?], please

Nigga get ya issue (get ya issue)
I paint a perfect picture (perfect picture)
While we taking over
Getting major figures
Two months two mixtapes I did that
My place my forces who could fit that
Ay I'm a beast when it comes to the beats
And I'm the hottest thing out when it comes to the streets
Went a hundred miles per hour [?] crash
Make tracks and write fire nigga I'm [?]

A lot of niggas walking round feel my aura
Dig my vibe and they love my story
Went from no name nigga to the next one in it
But this is far from fixing this the life I'm living
Ask [?] he'll tell ya yeah we run
Told me to skip breakfast go straight for my dinner
Took my napkin [?] tight and sit down with the greatest
I'm the last of my kind I belong to this table
Hey you, you ain't never seen nothing quite like it
Eighteen spitting fire nothing quite like it
So let's take it back to the blocks and the rubber bands
No jewels no necklace just a rubber band
Flier than a 7-47 nigga
I'm the doc of the bay like Otis Redding nigga
Waiting on my spaceship like one day
I'm a couple years late I just missed Kanye

I got my swagger back
Ay, I got my swagger back
Ay, they call me KRIT
K-R-I-T nigga
Ay, I got my swagger back
I got my swagger back
Hats of nigga
(I'm knee deep in the game)

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