Thug Story Lyrics - Taylor Swift

Artist: Taylor Swift ft T-Pain

Hey (Hey)

T-Swizzle (T-Swizzle)

T-Pizzle (T-Pizzle)

I’m like eight-foot-fo’, blonde hair to the flo’

You shawties never thought I dreamed about rapping hardcore

No, I ain’t got a gun

No, I never really been in a club

I 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 clubbin’? Well, I just made Caramel Delights

T-Swizz 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 awoke I was singin’

(I’m on a boa-o-whoa-oat)

‘Cause I’m a singa ternt rapper (Shawty, I’ma make ya)

Straight to the top, yo (Shawty, I’ma take ya)

You can call me T-Sweezy, now I’m a rap star (It’s a thug story, now tell ‘em who you are)

Singa ternt gangsta (You don’t wanna fight me)

Straight to the top (In my extra small white tee)

T-Swizzle, 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, (bleep)

Hey, hold on

Hold on, I didn’t even say anything

I said yo (Yo)

You guys bleeped me and I didn’t even say anything

I didn’t even swear (She didn’t even swear)

Hello? Ugh