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 and drugs and stuff
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 its hot
Summer, Summer time
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
And I don't know if you feel my flow
And be at my show and you'll see where I should go
On the charts of rhyme arts and 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
And I hope that it would be less tougher
You do two things & then they both gonna suffer
I chose to act and it broke my heart not to rap
Prodigal son, clever, better than ever, back
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 its hot
Summer, Summer time
Seem like all I got
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 screen
And 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
[x4]
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 and all that endure pitfalls and all that
Fallin' callin' for help with no call back
Where was ya'll at, gimme the ball back
I got my swagga back
[x4]
I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
I got my swagga back
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 and drugs and stuff
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 its hot
Summer, Summer time
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
And I don't know if you feel my flow
And be at my show and you'll see where I should go
On the charts of rhyme arts and 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
And I hope that it would be less tougher
You do two things & then they both gonna suffer
I chose to act and it broke my heart not to rap
Prodigal son, clever, better than ever, back
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 its hot
Summer, Summer time
Seem like all I got
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 screen
And 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
[x4]
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 and all that endure pitfalls and all that
Fallin' callin' for help with no call back
Where was ya'll at, gimme the ball back
I got my swagga back
[x4]
I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
I got my swagga back