Lirik Lagu Swollen Pockets - Swollen Members
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Verse 1-------
Swollen Pockets, inflation of pocksectomyCaught from constant sweatin' of me which I foughtwith anti-perspirantA total loss, cuz it only works whensweat is physical not mentalAnd when its mental potential disorderLike H20 = Waterit's sorta on the border of the VaporsOne day, chillin' at Green AcresMe and the fellas just cruisin' throughSound system blastin' as usualI saw this chick, she was legit, she was wit'The Pillsbury Dough Boy, I mean her boyfriendShe played him like a marshmellowwhen she said, "Oh gosh! There go Phase!"and rushed me like a quarterbackAsked me for my autograph, I laughedPulled out my pen, asked her where she wanted itShe lifted up her shirt and said "Write it on my stomach"Swollen Pockets...
Verse 2-------
How can I make a livin'?Sellin' drugs, performin' at clubsOr makin' license plates in prison?I chose b) see? So now I'm good to G-OWhere's the brother with my dough?He tried to snow me in a sum of MiamiHe d-e-efinitely gets a eye jammy, word to GrannyI speak the truth, ask Dr. RuthWestheimer, unless you're kindafunny, honey, speak to a comediancuz you're disobedientI'm on a F-Train, or you might see me in a Blazerwith Phase written on the side andslippin' and slidin' in sauceWriting with forceRhythm take control, it's yoursSwollen Pockets...
Verse 3-------
You sniff and sneeze and coughAnd (?) medicineTylenol, ExcederinDristan and Buffrin, didn't do nothin'I'm still sufferingI'm not a star, cuz stars seem to fallLike Kareem Abdul-Jabbar I stand tallAnd high, but keep a low pro'I'm not a baker, but I still roll the doughI'm solo, single, I like to minglePockets bulked like Hulk, played by Lou FerrignoI'm sick of this, it'
Swollen Pockets, inflation of pocksectomyCaught from constant sweatin' of me which I foughtwith anti-perspirantA total loss, cuz it only works whensweat is physical not mentalAnd when its mental potential disorderLike H20 = Waterit's sorta on the border of the VaporsOne day, chillin' at Green AcresMe and the fellas just cruisin' throughSound system blastin' as usualI saw this chick, she was legit, she was wit'The Pillsbury Dough Boy, I mean her boyfriendShe played him like a marshmellowwhen she said, "Oh gosh! There go Phase!"and rushed me like a quarterbackAsked me for my autograph, I laughedPulled out my pen, asked her where she wanted itShe lifted up her shirt and said "Write it on my stomach"Swollen Pockets...
Verse 2-------
How can I make a livin'?Sellin' drugs, performin' at clubsOr makin' license plates in prison?I chose b) see? So now I'm good to G-OWhere's the brother with my dough?He tried to snow me in a sum of MiamiHe d-e-efinitely gets a eye jammy, word to GrannyI speak the truth, ask Dr. RuthWestheimer, unless you're kindafunny, honey, speak to a comediancuz you're disobedientI'm on a F-Train, or you might see me in a Blazerwith Phase written on the side andslippin' and slidin' in sauceWriting with forceRhythm take control, it's yoursSwollen Pockets...
Verse 3-------
You sniff and sneeze and coughAnd (?) medicineTylenol, ExcederinDristan and Buffrin, didn't do nothin'I'm still sufferingI'm not a star, cuz stars seem to fallLike Kareem Abdul-Jabbar I stand tallAnd high, but keep a low pro'I'm not a baker, but I still roll the doughI'm solo, single, I like to minglePockets bulked like Hulk, played by Lou FerrignoI'm sick of this, it'
