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