I Dunn Swung (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
That boy said he gon' keep it Texas, didn't he?

[Verse: Hashi Senjoo]
Boy I'm finna swang, it's Big Hashi Senjoo
If I don't like you, then I don't, and I will not pretend to
Long live Delio, and long live PJ
Shout out to that West Dallas
Swung down the freeway
Way back in the Gap, boys had to watch they mouth
Cause sharks turn to trout, when caught in that fish trap
Real Dallas cowboy with the boot on they neck, and since we on the Cowboys, that was a motherf*ckin' catch

[Verse: Tye Harris]
Oak Cliff baby, 67, 35
Mergin' on the highway where them two b*tches collide
Imma paint the picture, make it look like Mona Lisa
If you see me at Big T, I'm only here just for the pizza
Tinted windows, 30 East to the Grove
I dunn swung on Jim Miller, my bro good on that stove
Head to West Dallas, I done made a left on Bickers
I can't put you on no oil, you a gulper, not a sipper
Mane, two hoes, one sweet, one sour
Mane, too throwed, one deep, two cowards
Mane, with that iron in my lap like Terrence Howard
Mane, on Harry Hines, where them hoes do powder
Naw, forreal, everything ain't what it seem
I dunn swung to Amarillo, and stopped by in Abilene
Hop up out my Kia, now you see me fly the Lexus
If you see me on I-20, I dunn swung to Tyler, Texas
Mane, Big Sandy, whatcha hoe want?
She done seen me work with Jade from PA to Beaumont
She done heard about the way I stay down when it's tricky
I hop back on 45, so I can swang back to my city
[Verse: Dorrough]
Ay, I'm chillin' with my broad and you already know
She brought me back a grape Arizona from the sto'
She know that I'm a trill one, so for me she go low
Cause all trill thugs get down on the flo'
Yeah, I grew up eatin' noodles, wasn't much up in the fridge
Now we eatin' good, lobster, steak, shrimp, and squid
I-45, Imma slide, I done slid
I done popped my trunk on my own damn kids
Talkin' bout my sperm, grip the wood firm
Swangin', I dunn swung, it go *SKRRT* when I turn
Fire up the blunt, and like Usher, I let it burn
All about my money, I pull up like Big Worm
I pull up in big body, trunk kickin' like karate
When I hit the H, I holla at my boy Kiotti
I rap for a living, I get paid for my hobby
I done booked a first class flight to Abu Dhabi (For Dallas)

[Verse: Yung Smoody]
Ridin' lookin' clean, down Martin Luther King
I dunn swung down state line and spilled syrup on my jeans
Rain fallin' like a screen, poured a deuce of green
I dunn swung to South Dallas for a plug on the lean
I dunn swung droptop, called it Lil Uzi Vert
Smoody swung the block, beat done knocked a titty out her shirt
Hoe had passed me in the past, I can't lie that Jalen Hurts
Every block I ever been, know I was holdin' like a purse
I dunn swung to Texarkana, all the way out to Mesquite
Box Chevy on some candy, like an apple in the street
And the pack I'm blowin', stronger than a college athlete
Hoe got a BBL, so I dunn swung to Applebee's
[Verse: Chalie Boy]
Chalie Boy the name with that Hashi Senjoo
Hater swing, hit his bean, pray he eat a senzu
Swangin' candy, lyin' down, through your residential
On them big wheels of super [?] (?)
I dunn swung down Highway 6, givin' boys hell
From Aggieland to Baylor, SEC to Big 12
Turkey leg trappin', Waco got me feelin' nice
Swung through Fort Hood, my trunk saluted boys twice
5-1-2, Austin, what it do? Broke a tape and had the mixtape mechanic come through
Scrape my plate when that ass in drop
In a deuce dime, coachin' boys like I'm Pop
Haters bully us, [?] my n*gga, never
No lyin' on them 83s, what up Pat Elwoods
I-10 and [?], headed to El Paso
[?] on the phone, ropin' plays up like lassos
I dunn swung down from Brownsville to Texoma
[?] hoes, they got a degree and a diploma
Swung the whole west, the next time, I'll hit the east
Hustle Man, Big Ooch, and Bernard rest in peace

[Verse: Paul Wall]
Paul Wall, baby
Boy, I'm finna swang, left a stain on South Main
Ridin' down Crane, I popped trunk on two trains
Went by U of H and TSU, got two brains
I got my grills cleaned, then I swung on Johnny Dang
Mane, I ain't trippin', swung way to Camp Wisdom
With Cdog and Taste of Ways, drank in my system
Swung through Stop 6, with my patnas and that murda
Then I'm headed back to Houston just to grab a Trillburger
Crawlin' like a turtle, makin' heads turn circles
Skip ya like commercials, might bag the 'Lac purple
Rest in Peace Selena, swung way to Corpus Christi
Backwoods twisty, what it do, it's Paul Whiskey
Ridin' candy toy, they say 'There go that boy!'
I scooped up G-Nut, and popped trunk past Savoy
I swung on Z-Ro, it made my car turn blue
This for Big Hawk, and DJ Screw
Already, mane