Yo, ain´t no better man for this hype track Just the veteran taking the mic back David Letterman even said he like that track man Even though he ain´t a rap fan Black radio, they won´t play though Ever since "Summertime" they ain´t liked none of mine Even though the fans went out & bought enough I guess they think Will ain´t hard enough Maybe I should just have a shoot out Run up in the bank, bustin´, grabbin´ all the loot out Whoop somebody ass, taking my boot out Right on TV so ya´ll can see me Just ignorant, attacking, actin´ rough I mean, then will I be black enough Oh wait maybe I´ll jack a truck Full of cigarettes, guns & drugs & stuff
[CHORUS - (2x)] Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to ´drop it like it hot´ Summer, Summer, Summertime Seem like all I got
I always envied how ya´ll rock wit Dre & the Chronic The way that Tupac, Biggie, 50 and Jigga got it A lot like L.L., Chuck D, Slick & Dougie I think ya´ll love me, but ya´ll place other rappers above me & I don´t know if you feel my flow & be at my show & you´ll see where I should go On the charts of rhyme arts & thoughts in rap form Damnit, I expanded the platform Damnit, this Cat´s on a rap song Yeah, it ain´t no braids or plats on Ain´t on stage wit no gats on You know I´m afraid, getting´ my act on It might have stunted my growth But I wanted them both & I hope that it would be less tougher You do two things & then they both gonna suffer I chose to act & it broke my heart not to rap Prodigal son, clever, better than ever, back CHORUS
[INTRO - CHORUS] I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got, I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back Yo, do you see that lil´ bop in my step Do you see the little drop to the left, huh, yo... Baseball cap, Timbs when I walk Do you see that lil´ grin when I talk, huh, yo Do you see me sorta glide when I slide See lean to the side in my ride, huh, yo... Do you see it´s no ice on my wrist Fish still bite just like this... right, right Do you know what it mean when you see a dude´s chick on TV gleamin´, huh? Know what it mean to be on the scene & in the audience "Ali", beamin´, yo! I must have a ´S´ on my chest, I recovered from the Wild, Wild West, yes! Yo, I been up the creek without a paddle Now I´m back on the saddle, I got my swagga back
[CHORUS] I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got my swagga back
All you see that you see when you seeing me, you ain´t seeing all to be seen Cause there´s more for you to see than when you see me on the scene in my media machine I mean madness, sickness, sadness, swaggerless back in the day Fat, ugly chicks in New York on the radio, saying I´m gay I had a bonafide downside frown with the swagga not around in my life Bank account found minimal amounts when countin´ cause of my now ex-wife I had the boar-thick wall & all that, endure pitfalls & all that, fallin´ callin´ for help With no call back, where was ya´ll at, gimme the ball back I got my swagga back
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