You got my, my kind of swag
I dig the design of your soul
You are my, my kind of bag
I hear the voices loud in your head
But what do they know, you don't
And all you are and all you do is troll
They come and they go, I don't
And what you're not and who you know
You got my, my kind of swag
I dig the design of your soul
You are my, my kind of bag
And you got a way with it all
And I like the kind of people
And I like the way your door is always open
I like the way you're calm and strong
But your heart beats hard
You got the stuff that makes a girl walk
Taller than she ever did before
And that's the shit that makes
And what do they know, you do
I know you are, I know you do, it's true
They come and they go, I don't
I see you for more than what you put in
What you're not and who you know
You got my mind, kinda swag
I dig the design of your soul
You are my, my kind of bag
And you got away with it all
That I like the kind of people
And I like the way your door is always open
I like the way you don't come out strong
But your heart beats hard
I like, I like that are kind of swag
My dad an d my, my kind of swag
I dig the design of your show
You are my, my kind of bag
And you got away with it all
I like the kind of people that you throw away
I like the way your door is always open
But your heart beats hard
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