Thug Story (feat. T Pain)

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 Booooaaaattt” 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 (bleep) Hey hold on, hold on I didn’t even say anything What? I said “yo” Yup You guys bleeped me and I didn’t even say anything I didn’t even swear She didn’t even swear Hello?