Taylor Swift - Thug story (feat.T-Pain) текст песни

Hey (Hey)
T-Swizzle (T-Swizzle)
T-Pizzle (T-Pizzle)

I'm like 8 foot 4, blond hair to the floor
You shawties never thought
I dreamed about rapping hardcore
No, I aint got a gun

No, I never really been in a club
I still live with my parents but Im still a thug
I'm so gangsta you can find me baking cookies at night

You out clubbin? Well, I just made Caramel Delights
T-Swizz and T-Pain, rapping on the same track
It's a thug story, tell me can you handle that?

Chorus:
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 awoke I was singin
(Im on a boa-o-whoa-oat)

Cause Im a singa ternt rapper (Shawty, Ima make ya)
Straight to the top, yo (Shawty, Ima take ya)
You can call me T-Swizzy, now Im a rap star
(Its a thug story, now tell em who you are)
Singa ternt gangsta (You dont wanna fight me)

Straight to the top (In my extra small white tee)
T-Swizzle, T-Pain, all up on the same track
It's a thug story, now can you get with that?
What? What? I knit sweaters, yo
What? What? Dont test me, (bleep)

Hey, hold on
Hold on, I didnt even say anything
I said yo (Yo)
You guys bleeped me and I didn't even say anything
I didn't even swear (She didnt even swear)
Hello? Ugh