(intro)
I m like 8 foot 4, blond hair to the floor
you shorties never thought I dreamed about rapping hardcore
no I ain t got a gun
no I never really been in a club
still live with my parents
but I m still a thug
i m so gangsta you can find me baking cookies at night
you out clubbing, but I just caramel delight
t swift and t pain rappin on the same track
it s a thug story tell me can you handle that
I had a dream last night I had high-top NIkes
I had diamonds in my mouth, and diamonds on my mic
by the time I woke up I was singing "I M ON A BOOOOAAT"
cuz I m a singer turned rapper
shorty I m a make ya
straight to the top, yo
shorty I ma take ya
you can call me T Sweezy now I m a rap star
it s a thug story now tell them who you are
singer turned gangsta
you don t wanna fight me
straight to the top
in my extra small white tee
t swift and t pain all up on the same track
it s a thug story tell me now can you get with that
what! what! I knit sweaters yo!
what! what! don t test me yo. (bleep)
