Swae Lee – Guatemala (feat. Slim Jxmmi) lyrics

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God
Mally Mall

[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
It was way more than a two dollar holla
Stole your heart like Ali Baba (oh, your heart)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (on my phone last night)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (‘temala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (goin’ under)

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Baby, when you laughin’, is it ’cause you feel an excellent vibe? (Ooh, ooh)
That was just a fraction of the good, love I provide (ooh, ooh)
See some niggas talkin’ on the side, can you keep that silent? (Keep that quiet)
Maybe sayin’ somethin’ but you didn’t mean nothin’ by it
Took her to the room, in other words, kept that private (kept that private)
She was my heartbreak, I told her keep those violets (ooh, ooh)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Flew in on a jet, what’s that? Stylish
Take another sip, then get superpowers (woah, oh, oh)
If she got the hots for me, then dammit, I’m buyin’ (I’m, I’m buyin’)
I’ve got more pull than him and him combined (him combined)
Pourin’ out dreams, ’cause we’re really this high (really that high)
I just had my hand on her hip, she had her eyes on the prize (eyes on the prize)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Seatbelt, she roller coaster ridin’
Put you on a plane, been thinkin’ ’bout it
Sippin’ on Fiji, yeah, you taste like water (hey, hey)
Chasin’ me, tryna make me your partner (tryna make me your partner)
Maybe we can lock in later on (yeah)
I can’t guarantee I’ll fall (fall)
Baby, we should lock in later on (hey)
I can’t guarantee my heart (hey)
Baby, don’t take too, too long (too long)
I ain’t ever miss my mark (my mark)
Yeah, my ex-girl had to move on (on)
There’s no pictures on the wall (ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it at my house, let’s keep this private (keep this private)
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (‘temala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (goin’ under)

Slim Jxmmi, Swae Lee & Rae Sremmurd – Chanel (feat. Pharrell)

[Intro: Slim Jxmmi]
30, you a fool for this one
Ear Drummers
Hey, hey, ouh, ouh!
Mike Will Made-It

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & Pharrell Williams]
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fire (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fire (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (Uncle Jxmmi)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
Go on, drop a dub, she’s a dime (she a dime)
I don’t give a damn ’bout her sign (fuck her sign)
I kinda wanna know what’s her sign (what’s your sign?)
I kinda wanna know what’s her sign (girl, what’s your sign?)
We can hit the strip right now (right now)
I got enough bread to recline
What you saying, I got enough bread to recline
And I don’t want your head, I want your mind (I want your mind)
I kinda fell in love with your vibe (with your vibe)
And girl, I’m a player like Fly (like Fly)
Maybe we can link on the slide (on the slide)
I know you a freak in disguise
I put you in Chanel, like you mine (like you mine)
Put you in Chanel, like you mine (yeah, you fire)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (dang)

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & Pharrell Williams]
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fire)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
How’d I get rich already? (ready)
Polka dot watch, that’s messy (messy)
Lookin’ at my wrist and it’s frightening (frightening)
I’ma get the cash, fast as lightning
She like everything pretty, pretty pricey
I’ma walkin’ dollar sign (wow)
You can see the money in my stride (stride)
Say I ain’t fly, that’s a lie (that’s a lie)
Jxmmi got ’em back in the telly (really)
Get a girl a mani and a pedi (pedi)
Go and get your fingernails did (did)
I ain’t got time to be petty (petty)
Hater could be lookin’ right at me (yeah)
I’m a hot shot, understand me (yeah)
Belt and the "B" is for Bally (not too shabby)
Besides shoppin’, baby, what’s your hobbies? (woo!)

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & Pharrell Williams]
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fire)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)

[Verse 3: Pharrell Williams]
The front row win this time, new Croc bag with the five
Yellow diamonds with the rainbow fire (hot)
Can’t find them shoes I designed
Richard Mille, one time I gotta wind ’cause if I don’t it’ll die (tick)
Jean Imbert when I dine, gotcha like J.R. with the eyes
Wait, CC, hold it, excuse me, y’all could never do me
LaFerarri Coupe E, shittin’ something soupy
Paparazzi, shoot me, enough to make a movie
Facts, facts, facts, never nothing loosely
So there’s no assumin’, I got Call of Duty, pray Wi-Fi
I could get God on the line, so, what’s gettin’ Karl on the line?
Oh, yeah, CC, I win, see, y’all niggas wanna be me
I’d say, "Y’all copy, un-needly" (yeah)
Wouldn’t say, "You’re bitin’", you’re teethin’ (yeah)
And anything from the archives (yeah)
It’s always yes, never why (yeah)
Surf boy, ’til there’s shades on my eyes (yeah)
Killed a trucker with the gold .45 (bow!)

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & Pharrell Williams]
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Paint your fingernails, ’cause you fly (girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (she’s fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (fine)
Take her to Chanel, ’cause she fine (that’s right)

K Camp – Free Money (feat. Slim Jxmmi) (Uncensored)

[Intro]
Hey Jxmmi
Pass me that money counter nigga
You know we know that these strip clubs nation wide, huh
Ahhh

[Hook: Slim Jxmmi]
Girl tell me what you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
Show me what you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
Show me what you do for this cash?
Hanh?
Bounce that ass for a bag, bounce that ass for a bag
I might fly ya first class
If you show me what you do for the cash
Bounce that ass for a bag, said bounce that ass for a bag

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
I got big guap like I scam
I don’t know who you think I am
I’m tryna fuck all the strippers in Sam’s
I’m tryna fuck all the strippers in Sam’s
Then I’m fucked up, let me twist these bands
Ask these hoes who the real rain man
I ain’t got time for a conversation
Bitch what you gon’ do for the cash, huh?
Can a nigga get it on camera, let me know what’s up
If you some friends down to fuck, then you clutch
I’ma keep tossin’ money up till these hoes bust a nut
Ugh, ugh
Bitch bounce that ass for a band, don’t bounce that ass for a buck

[Hook: Slim Jxmmi]
Tell me what you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
Show me what you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
Show me what you do for this cash?
Hanh?
Bounce that ass for a bag, bounce that ass for a bag
I might fly ya first class
If you show me what you do for the cash
Bounce that ass for a bag, said bounce that ass for a bag

[Verse 2: K Camp]
I make it thunder on shawty
I threw a bundle on shawty
What you gon’ do for the cash?
Sippin’ Hen while I grip on that ass
Bank roll let me dig in the stacks
Slim Jxmmi tryna flex on they ass
Let me reach inside the duffle
Blowin’ bubbles
OG Kush, smokin’ nothin’ but gas
Wait, said her Trina yeah
What’s up with your friends
Take her back to the crib, what I gotta spend
Pourin’ liquor on a model, this is how ya win
LD on a Monday, here we go again

[Hook: Slim Jxmmi]
Tell me what you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
Show me what you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
What you do for this cash?
Show me what you do for this cash?
Bounce that ass for a bag, bounce that ass for a bag
I might fly ya first class
If you show me what you do for the cash
Bounce that ass for a bag, said bounce that ass for a bag

[Post Hook-Slim Jxmmi]
Baby girl hit the floor, show me what you know
We got cash to blow, keep that cash to blow
Baby girl hit the floor, show me what you know
We got cash to blow, we got cash to blow
We got cash to blow, keep that cash to blow
Baby girl hit the floor, show me what you know
We got cash to blow, keep that cash to blow