Have It

[Intro]

[Two guys talking then one of them asks for a gun so he can plan to get T-Pain]

[Verse 1]

It was December 6 Times Square Manhattan

Teddy wasn't ready for what was about to happen

He thought today was goin be a good day

He thought that every man in the world looked at life in a good way

Woke up and took a shower brushed his teeth while he singing

Somebody was talking bout him cause his ears was ringing

Thinking, he finally made it

Doing something that'chu didn't need good grades in

Housekeeping came in say "do you want me to clean your room? " He said "naw"

But as I feel shawty I clean for you but I'm cool

So he went downstairs

Put the white shades on and let down his hair

Cause he was big but he didn't know

People did dig him though when he dress like he did in that E-40 video

Huh, it's time to hit the radio station

It's all he been wanting he been patiently waiting

Yeah, plus he was bugging out

Cause the next day his very first album Rappa Ternt Sanga was coming out

Damn, he was so exuberant

Half fame and didn't know what to do with it

He went and got a fresh fit from Belly Bone

Black T-shirt prokeheads New York fitted on

Ready to get it on

He so crunk and reckless

And Brianna called it said it dumb with the necklace

Now he walking New York gym up

Ready to hit the club later on and go get bin up

Cause at 12 O'clock it's bout to be on

All that first album nervousness he had was about to be gone

And he ain't need a stunna kit

Just his cause cap with the letters NYPD on the front of it

Cause he ain't never seen it, he ain't believe it

He thought he never seen it if it wasn't on TV and shit

Now he finally got a lil bread

Seven dollars out his pocket police hat up on his head

Errbody giving em salty looks now

Errbody try to insult and put him down

But it went in the left and out the right

All he know is nigga we going out tonight

Then the sun goes down and the moon comes up

The blunts go round errbody getting drunk

Ready to hit the club get on stage snatch a mic or two

Three single under my belt

I feel like I can do anything

Let's go and get the chain from Game

I got visions of letting that bitch hang from the stage

Hit the Diamond District, and what a sight

It's a T-Pain chain that'll light up the night

Now I'm happy than a mug the chain big as a bitch

I done finally made the switch from fake to real shit

And I ain't have to work to hard

I got a baby girl but I ain't have to work two jobs

I'm just doing what I believe in and show 'em respect

Now I'm bout to put somebody salary around my neck

But Game told me not to take it out there

The rogues ass niggas a take it out there

But shit niggas I got security

Ain't nobody taking my jewelry

Pause...

[Interlude 1]

[Two of the guys talking as one plans to rob T-Pain]

[Verse 2]

Take two

Walk out the Avianne store with a mean mug

Team tough TP clean up with his brand new ice

Can't tell her nothing like Yeezy

Please believe be easy and yeen ain't gotta ask him twice

Cause you can see how good he feel good as he walked in the spot

Seem like he was the only one that knew he was hot

But he had the biggest chain on so he ain't give a fuck

Just give him a bottle and a muhfuckin' cup

Drink and celebrating his album droppin

Not knowing niggas in the club was plottin

So we kept on shinin, blinding muhfuckas

Letting niggas know that he was high as a muhfucka

Flossin, put his chain up in the air

If a nigga couldn't see it Pain stood up in the chair

Now niggas is getting mad and they want what he got

Shit nigga thinking he ballin he thinking he hot

Like that shit he disrespected my CD son

I'll lay his ass down if he try me I get em done

Errbody shaking his hand wishing him luck

He don't know I'm bout to fuck his ass up

Watch this son check this shit out

[Interlude 2]

[Guy thanks T-Pain for the album release then snatches his chain as crowd screams]

[Outro]

[Two guys talking until song fades]