Dave Hill - Swank Jeans Lyrics

Uhn
White sticks with the
Uhn
White sticks with the glass in em
Backwood with the gas in it
Glove box with the mag in it
Two shots, rooftop full of bad bitches
Take drinks till the tab empty
Aye, swank jeans with the ass in em
Come here, don't you wanna put some bands in em
Uhn, I can tell by how you stand in em, it's real
Bring the bottles to the section
Top shelf neat no chasers what you need
Got it all and some extras, Sunday evening
Still picking up some chicken with the Polynesian
Car double parked I need space in this shit
Two ply the roll all this paper and shit
Money is time if it take me a bit
Old faced hundreds feel ancient as shit
Color money, not down but I got the blues
All this new drip think I stopped by the pool
Blue strip the shots of the clase azul
Then stop by the room, you feel me
White sticks with the glass in em
Backwood with the gas in it
Glove box with the mag in it
Two shots, rooftop full of bad bitches
Take drinks till the tab empty
Aye, swank jeans with the ass in em
Come here, don't you wanna put some bands in em
Uhn, I can tell by how you stand in em, it's real
Tab open, order what you wanting
They'll run up outta liquor 'fore they run us out of money
Dead presidents wrapped up like a mummy
Got her thinking 'bout Sedona but the order in at coney
Quick chicken pita pick up
Nike tech joggy with the blicky in the zip up
All this ice on me they expecting me slip up
Stepping over branches it ain't shit to pick a stick up
Validated valet parking at the villa ain't no parking in it
Hate to see you go but I love the way you walking in em
Before we leave can you come here I wanna talk a little
This shit hit different when the boss is with you
White sticks with the glass in em
Backwood with the gas in it
Glove box with the mag in it
Two shots, rooftop full of bad bitches
Take drinks till the tab empty
Aye, swank jeans with the ass in em
Come here, don't you wanna put some bands in em
Uhn, I can tell by how you stand in em, it's real

Uhn
White sticks with the
Uhn
White sticks with the glass in em
Backwood with the gas in it
Glove box with the mag in it
Two shots, rooftop full of bad bitches
Take drinks till the tab empty
Aye, swank jeans with the ass in em
Come here, don't you wanna put some bands in em
Uhn, I can tell by how you stand in em, it's real
Bring the bottles to the section
Top shelf neat no chasers what you need
Got it all and some extras, Sunday evening
Still picking up some chicken with the Polynesian
Car double parked I need space in this shit
Two ply the roll all this paper and shit
Money is time if it take me a bit
Old faced hundreds feel ancient as shit
Color money, not down but I got the blues
All this new drip think I stopped by the pool
Blue strip the shots of the clase azul
Then stop by the room, you feel me
White sticks with the glass in em
Backwood with the gas in it
Glove box with the mag in it
Two shots, rooftop full of bad bitches
Take drinks till the tab empty
Aye, swank jeans with the ass in em
Come here, don't you wanna put some bands in em
Uhn, I can tell by how you stand in em, it's real
Tab open, order what you wanting
They'll run up outta liquor 'fore they run us out of money
Dead presidents wrapped up like a mummy
Got her thinking 'bout Sedona but the order in at coney
Quick chicken pita pick up
Nike tech joggy with the blicky in the zip up
All this ice on me they expecting me slip up
Stepping over branches it ain't shit to pick a stick up
Validated valet parking at the villa ain't no parking in it
Hate to see you go but I love the way you walking in em
Before we leave can you come here I wanna talk a little
This shit hit different when the boss is with you
White sticks with the glass in em
Backwood with the gas in it
Glove box with the mag in it
Two shots, rooftop full of bad bitches
Take drinks till the tab empty
Aye, swank jeans with the ass in em
Come here, don't you wanna put some bands in em
Uhn, I can tell by how you stand in em, it's real