(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)