Текст песни Taylor Swift - Thug story

Hey Hey, T-Swizzle (T-Swizzle) And T-Pizzle (T-Pizzle) 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 gangster you can find me baking cookies at night You out clubbing but I just made caramel delight T-Swift and T-Pain rapping 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 I was singing I'm on a boat, whoa oh 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 Hey, It's a thug story Now tell 'em who you are Singer turned gangster You don't want to 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 now can you get with that? What, What, I knit sweaters, yo! What, What, Don't test me (Beep) Hey, Hold on, hold on I didn't even say anything I- (What?) I said Yo (yup) You guys bleeped me and I didn't even say anything I didn't swear (She didn't even swear) Hello? Ugh!
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