Thug Story

[Intro: T-Pain] Hey, hey T-Swizzle (T-Swizzle), T-Pizzle (T-Pizzle) [Verse: Taylor Swift, T-Pain & Both] I'm like eight foot fo', blonde 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 delights (Mmm, mmm, good) 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", woah, oh-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 (Uh-huh) What? What? Don't test me (*Beep*) [Outro: Taylor Swift & T-Pain] Hey, hold on, hold on, I didn't even say anything I didn't even s— (What?), I said, "Yo" (Yup) You guys bleeped me and I didn't even say anything (She didn't, she didn't) I didn't even swear (She didn't even swear) Hello? Ugh