Swaggalicious (feat. Scorcher) - Wretch 32, Scorcher

Hey, me and that girl got something in common

Cuh they both roll round this town with a bag of Gs

Perfect my swagger, yes, I’m dapper

I’m young, I’m fresh, I’m flasher and I’m flyer than most

You said you’ve got a man, I said I ain’t got a chick

Well guess who’s lying the most?

You can’t blame me B!

Your man’s getting in the way, I can make him fade

You’re a damsel in distress, I can save your day

Shopping for kicks, what?

Let’s shop in Madrid

I’ve got a booking tomorrow, let’s take a plane for Spain

If you’ve ever made a grand in your life (you've got swagger, G)

We keep moving this weight (it's like calories)

(Me and Lara got something in common

Cause we both roll round this town with a bag of Gs)

I hit the road and fill up the tank

I’ve got weight and got dough like I fill it with banks

Cuh the way I told her «give me a champs»

Had her jumping in my veins like she hitting a ramp

Yeah, I’m something like a plane with this on my hand

Around papes like I live in a bank

But I ain’t trying to downplay it, you’re like «give me a rank»

Three or two, course you’ll give me some thanks

I’m fly, you’re fly too, we should be a fly crew

And do what the fly do and fly through Tokyo

Moscow, Paris, Milan, NY too

Imagine me and you chilling at the Eiffel

Can move when it’s time to, cruise how you like to

Glasgow, Liverpool, Bristol, Hill

I ain’t really hungry but I know where to eat a meal

I ain’t in debt but you’ll see the bills

Hey listen, I love your dress code, you know that you dress cold?

Your man don’t like it?

Forget him, your dress is cold

You look like a princess from your head to toe

I just wanna let you know I wanna take your number

But I can’t cause I’m in a rush, I’ve gotta go collect some dough

But if you give it to me quick, I won’t let it go

(Hey, come man, I know you’re gonna give it to me man. I can see it in your

face!)

I show love at the shop for days, you’re grown up

If you work 9 to 5 to cop your chain

But when it’s weekend, I often rave

The girls are staring at the stars like they’re lost in space

They’ll be tearing out my heart when I off the shades

You know it’s time for it, she’s looking at my watch’s face

And a whisper in the air, we can (click) and disappear

Champagne, bubble bath, girl