lyrics Aggro Santos – Hot Freestyle (Swagger)
Verse 1: Aggro
By now you should know who I am and if you don’t then real talks you’re just not doing this fam.
It’s Aggro I got swagger man who dyu think you’re badder than? You thought I came commerce but then I flipped it like a hollow gram.
Now I’m on this track with Joe Grind and Hollowman and right now I’m so nice chicks won’t have it off another man.
Think you’re better than me please stay seated I got so many fans I could never feel heated. I got so many bars they could never be repeated and there’s sotum close by but it’s never been needed.
I been there, I done that I had a number one but you won’t see me rest until I’ve had another one.
I don’t mean to be boasting I get a lot of choong chicks but I’ll fuck a butters one if I’m roasting. I’m linked in North, East, West and South and all I had to was sing a song about my house. How easy…
Verse 2: Joe Grind
Time I look good cause I went
so now girls don’t just stare take pictures (ummm). If I say every week can get 3 Os I ain’t talking bout green I mean figures (dam).
Trap house might be your sisters all I do is hand her a pink note. Every now and then I give her a good fuck and that will make the bitch break down Os.
And since I made it on that grime ain’t got time for my numbers so I changed it three times. True my mix tapes hard I made enough hits I think to get me a free yard (dam famm).
And you should see my MySpace says girls leaving message saying come at my place. If I go home late that jezebel gets straight doggy she ain’t seeing my face. Grinnd.
Verse 3: Giggz
Black woolly Nikey hat pack that Adidas jacket in the grind gettin mac. Light square paps (yeah) nightmare raps (yeah), niggers better know that Mr. Ice creams back (ooh).
I ain’t searching for a deal I just sit and wait, got the hardest 16s on the sickest tape. Every deal I make ain’t shit if it ain’t bringin in no pum-pum and a bit of cake (ummm).
Never think you can rise up to my level fam I’m on some Mr. Sheen shit you’re some moul Dettol. I’m a mic devil you ain’t on Grinds level every 16 I lay downs like a white pebble (jheeez).
And I don’t need to boast cause my lifes ghetto got floating nice in a wash that’s a bright kettle.
Don’t try medal with the ice-cream man I got live metal.