S. W. Q. Freestyle
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
Bitch run me my money, you ain't bullet proof
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
Until that day come, just enjoy the view
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
(Southwest)
I'm a south west queen not looking for a king
To drag me through the mud just so I can wear his ring
I'm a south west queen, give him one taste, had to cut his ass off
Pussy turned him to a feen
All my niggas clowns, don't fuck with my girls cause all my girls is hounds
Brokest niggas be the loudest in the crowd, that's why we stay quiet
Bitch, real g's move in silence
Where nigga's at? In a casket if you ask me
Blaise Moet bitch south west queen
What other sis you know coming out the south west?
What other sis you know got ass and a chest?
What other sis you know that got that intellect to fuck a nigga good
And get that check
These bitches saying the same thing they ran outta bars
Now they lease is up they done ran outta cars
Talking that shit will get a hoe slapped hard
Stop moving reckless I will pull yo card
Leave yo ass rolling like sum handle bars
You play by the rules but that's not playing smart
Blaise Moet, I will not beg i demand my respect
Not fucking with him unless he spending them checks
Not digging for gold cause my money symmetric
Remember them nights we was riding on Bissonnet
With sum bitches that I thought was my friend
Till I found out she was fucking on my ex
If I see her in the west then the hoe will get slept
Niggas chasing after me, they running outta breath
Cause I got my bag right and I curve them to the left
He want him a freaky bitch like Hugh Hefner
You fucking him good, but I'm fucking him better
Won't beef bout no nigga, but it's whatever
She disrespected my name, now she on a stretcher
Talking all that shit but you can't take no pressure
Blaise Moet from the south west, no one does it better
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
Bitch run me my money, you ain't bullet proof
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
Until that day come, just enjoy the view
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
(And were done)
Maybe one day you could move like this too
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
Bitch run me my money, you ain't bullet proof
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
Until that day come, just enjoy the view
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
(Southwest)
I'm a south west queen not looking for a king
To drag me through the mud just so I can wear his ring
I'm a south west queen, give him one taste, had to cut his ass off
Pussy turned him to a feen
All my niggas clowns, don't fuck with my girls cause all my girls is hounds
Brokest niggas be the loudest in the crowd, that's why we stay quiet
Bitch, real g's move in silence
Where nigga's at? In a casket if you ask me
Blaise Moet bitch south west queen
What other sis you know coming out the south west?
What other sis you know got ass and a chest?
What other sis you know that got that intellect to fuck a nigga good
And get that check
These bitches saying the same thing they ran outta bars
Now they lease is up they done ran outta cars
Talking that shit will get a hoe slapped hard
Stop moving reckless I will pull yo card
Leave yo ass rolling like sum handle bars
You play by the rules but that's not playing smart
Blaise Moet, I will not beg i demand my respect
Not fucking with him unless he spending them checks
Not digging for gold cause my money symmetric
Remember them nights we was riding on Bissonnet
With sum bitches that I thought was my friend
Till I found out she was fucking on my ex
If I see her in the west then the hoe will get slept
Niggas chasing after me, they running outta breath
Cause I got my bag right and I curve them to the left
He want him a freaky bitch like Hugh Hefner
You fucking him good, but I'm fucking him better
Won't beef bout no nigga, but it's whatever
She disrespected my name, now she on a stretcher
Talking all that shit but you can't take no pressure
Blaise Moet from the south west, no one does it better
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
Bitch run me my money, you ain't bullet proof
Pay attention and watch how I move
Maybe one day you could move like this too
Until that day come, just enjoy the view
But you just a scrub, you can't do what I do
(And were done)
Credits
Writer(s): Blaise Sanders
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