[Chorus:]

Maybe it's my demeanor

Or the fact that my jewelery clean

Or the way i lean in the beemer

Or maybe its the fact that i'm the shit

Yeah I know what it is

My Swag My Swag

You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)

My Swag My Swag

I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag


[Verse 1:]

Young harlem nigga from the NY

Get money, spend money, stay fly

Those the 3 codes that I live by

Yeah I swerve through streets

But I travel in the sky

Pardon my swag that's the way the ave. raised me

Jae Millz bonafide baby of the 80's

White ice dark ceasar all wavy

Kicks say?? but Gucci is what my shades be

Lame nigga you can never say I'm corny

I stand like I got a million cash on

They aint gotta move

Scott Storch will make em'

And I don't know why they hating

But...


[Chorus:]

Maybe it's my demeanor

Or the fact that my jewelery clean

Or the way i lean in the beemer

Or maybe its the fact that i'm the shit

Yeah I know what it is

My Swag My Swag

You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)

My Swag My Swag

I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag


[Verse 2:]

Take my word I aint never go wrong

I got swag like a teflon don

A minute ago she said the patron was to strong

And now she hanging from my arm talking about I'm gone

I bet she never blew sacks of the chron

I bet she never knew the back was this long

I bet she never felt the wrath of king kong

Ate chocolate covered pretzels first class to Milan

I'm like King James but no I'm not Lebron

I'm just the president of Wanna Blow Productions

She can't believe I got all this from a song

Now it's uh uh uh...uh uh uh


[Chorus:]

Maybe it's my demeanor

Or the fact that my jewelery clean

Or the way I lean in the beemer

Or maybe its the fact that i'm the shit

Yeah I know what it is

My Swag My SWag

You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)

My Swag My Swag

I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag


[Bridge:]

My chain beamed up

My ears beamed up

My wrist beamed up

My fist beamed up

I said my rims beamed up

My whip beamed up

So fresh and so cleaned up

And you know it's wanna what


[Verse 3:]

I walk with a swag

Talk with a swag

Pull up to the curb polly and pull of with a swag

And when I'm down in ATL you know I roll with a swag

In Miami I leans in my F Crown with a swag

Even out in Houston I play the mall with a swag

When I'm out in California I play the Porsche with a swag

Homie maybe its the money, maybe its the grind, maybe its the way that I shine

Or maybe it's


[Chorus:]

Maybe it's my demeanor

Or the fact that my jewelery clean

Or the way i lean in the beemer

Or maybe its the fact that i'm the shit

Yeah I know what it is

My Swag My SWag

You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)

My Swag My Swag

I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag