You got, my my kind of swag
I dig the design of your soul
You are, my my kind of bag
You got away with it allOh, I hear the voices loud in your head
I bet they say the same that mine did
"You'll never be enough for them", noBut what do they know?
You don't got no one to answer to
When all you are and all you do is true
They come and they go
I don't
I see you for more than what
You bought and what you're not and who you knew
You got my, my kinda swag
I dig the design of your soul
You are my, my kinda bag
And you got a way with it all
That I like, the kinda people that you roll with
And I like, the way your door is always open
I like, the way you don't come on strong
But your heart beats hard for the ones you love
I like, I like that
My kinda swagYou got the stuff that makes a girl walk
Taller than she ever did before
And that's the shit that makes me love you more
But what do they know?
You don't got no one to answer to
When all you are and all you do is true
They come and they go
I don't
I see you for more than what
You bought and what you're not and who you knewYou got my, my kinda swag
I dig the design of your soul
You are my, my kinda bag
And you got a way with it all
That I like, the kinda people that you roll with
And I like, the way your door is always open
I like, the way you don't come on strong
But your heart beats hard for the ones you love
I like, I like that
My kinda swagOh, oh, oh
My kinda swag
Oh, oh, oh
My kinda swag
You got my kind of swag
Addicted design of your soul
You are my kind of bad
