Thug Story Songtext / Lyric

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 BOAT?

Cause I?m a singer turned rapper
Shorty I?m a make ya
Straight to the top, yo
Shorty I?m a 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?
YO
You guys bleeped me and I didn?t even say anything
I didn?t even swear
SHE DIDN?T EVEN SWEAR
Hello??