[Intro: Criminal Manne & Kilo G]
Smokin' on a junt with my n***as drinkin' OE
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store, get your 'yac, then we headed for the indo

[Chorus]
Woah!
Sweep, Sweep, Sweep
Check it out, yeah, yeah
Sweep, street (huh), Sweep (huh)

[Verse]
My boy got a street sweeper (Yeah)
He is a muhfuckin' creeper
If you the other side, hasta la vista
If I was you I wouldn't wanna be here
If it's too cold in these streets, got my heater
Got my gun, her name is Miss Nina
I gotta talk to the drums in my beater
Ever since Tyler, these girls on my teeter
I left the club with three in the two-seater
Get the hoe running, I turn Derek Jeter
They ask me which one I like, I said neither
They said “which one you wanna fuck”, I said either
Gave her like ten-thousand, that was a teaser
Bitch in the hood treat me like Justin Bieber
That's because I just be fresh like it's easter
That's because my swag is just off the meter
N***as they change just like the meter
Get it? Change just like the meter
Gucci my stains, this is not Hanes
Pop me a perc, help for the pain
Diamonds they white, look like cocaine
Remember when I, didn't have a name
Now I be balling, just like Rogaine
Bitch I stay lit, just like a flame
I left the club with three in the two-seater
Get the hoe running, I turn Derrick Jeter
They ask me which one I like, I said neither
They said “which one you wanna fuck”, I said either
Diamonds they white, look like cocaine
Remember when I, didn't have a name
Now I be balling, just like Rogaine
Bitch I stay lit, just like a flame
Bitch I stay lit, just like a lighter
I got the (Pew), I got the (Pew), I got the (Pew), I got the (Pew), I got the (Pew)
It get you higher
Forgiato, huggin' my tires
I'm sellin’ hoes, you is a buyer
I need them both, from the supplier
That bitch on go, I really should try her
[Outro]
Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep
My boy got a street sweeper (Yeah)
He is a muhfuckin' creeper
If you on the other side, hasta la vista
If I was you I wouldn't wanna be her
If it's too cold in these streets, got my heater
Got my gun, her name is Miss Nina
I gotta talk to the drums in my beater
Ever since Tyler, these girls on my [?]
Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep