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Swingsets Video (MV)




Performed By: Köri Öctöberr
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Destiney Rudolph, Macgyvens Dalcy




Köri Öctöberr - Swingsets Lyrics




Swing Sets turn into sex swings
Ring pops turn into wedding rings

Gold diggers be digging your everything
But baby all you want
Is

ME

To be honest with you
I know that I'm good for you health
Even for your bag you know I'll double your wealth
Royalty rest with me if I got nothing left

Play your cards right you won't end up on the shelf

I need that
I please that
Hands off him
I police that

He say I drive him crazy
He know that he's my baby
Get it all on body cam
Upload it to the gram
Dashboard knock knocking
Come see who I am

He pull up just so he can cop it
Our love is everlasting watch them try to stop it

He say he wanna eat me up like some takeout

So I let him Bangkok it
Ah

Swing Sets turn into sex swings
Ring pops turn into wedding rings

Gold diggers be digging your everything
But baby all you want
Is

ME

To be honest with you I
I know that you're bad for my health
You try to stop my bag
You know I'll stifle your wealth
You try to tell me that you love me

I know this somebody else
I'm the one who dropped her off
Should've picked her up for yourself instead of trying to change the locks
Pin codes and whatever else

I started to connect the dots
I told you all this myself

I'll always be your heart
You can't have nobody else

If you thought you played me
Then you just played yourself

If you try and play me
Then you just played yourself

If you thought you play me
Then you just played yourself

Swing SETS
Turn into sex swings

Ring pops
Turn into wedding rings

Gold diggers be digging your everything
But baby all you want
Is

ME

I dip
I dive
I dash
Tryina leave the crime scene fast

Headed over to Rebels HQ to confine the bag

No need for a mask
Neon green down to my ah ah ah

Pick it up don't count it
Bag it up then stack it
You're just mad you don't have it
And your juice is not active

Won't catch me out here lemonadeing
Bumpin bih better have my money
In his droptop light blue Mercedes
He's tied up the trunk and he's hyperventilating
Yeah and he's hyperventilating
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Swing Sets turn into sex swings
Ring pops turn into wedding rings

Gold diggers be digging your everything
But baby all you want
Is

ME

To be honest with you
I know that I'm good for you health
Even for your bag you know I'll double your wealth
Royalty rest with me if I got nothing left

Play your cards right you won't end up on the shelf

I need that
I please that
Hands off him
I police that

He say I drive him crazy
He know that he's my baby
Get it all on body cam
Upload it to the gram
Dashboard knock knocking
Come see who I am

He pull up just so he can cop it
Our love is everlasting watch them try to stop it

He say he wanna eat me up like some takeout

So I let him Bangkok it
Ah

Swing Sets turn into sex swings
Ring pops turn into wedding rings

Gold diggers be digging your everything
But baby all you want
Is

ME

To be honest with you I
I know that you're bad for my health
You try to stop my bag
You know I'll stifle your wealth
You try to tell me that you love me

I know this somebody else
I'm the one who dropped her off
Should've picked her up for yourself instead of trying to change the locks
Pin codes and whatever else

I started to connect the dots
I told you all this myself

I'll always be your heart
You can't have nobody else

If you thought you played me
Then you just played yourself

If you try and play me
Then you just played yourself

If you thought you play me
Then you just played yourself

Swing SETS
Turn into sex swings

Ring pops
Turn into wedding rings

Gold diggers be digging your everything
But baby all you want
Is

ME

I dip
I dive
I dash
Tryina leave the crime scene fast

Headed over to Rebels HQ to confine the bag

No need for a mask
Neon green down to my ah ah ah

Pick it up don't count it
Bag it up then stack it
You're just mad you don't have it
And your juice is not active

Won't catch me out here lemonadeing
Bumpin bih better have my money
In his droptop light blue Mercedes
He's tied up the trunk and he's hyperventilating
Yeah and he's hyperventilating
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Writer: Destiney Rudolph, Macgyvens Dalcy
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