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[Part I: I Wish I Made That]
[Verse 1]
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 and bought enough
I guess they think Will ain't hard enough
Maybe I should just have a shootout
Run up in the bank, bustin', grabbin' all the loot out
Whoop somebody ass, taking my boot out
Right on TV so y'all 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
[Chorus]
Get back, I wish I woulda made that
Lean back, I wish I woulda made that
I wish I woulda told the girls to "drop it like it's hot"
Summer, summer, summertime, seems like all I got
Get back, I wish I woulda made that
Lean back, I wish I woulda made that
I wish I woulda told the girls to "drop it like it's hot"
Summer, summer, summertime, seems like all I got
[Verse 2]
I always envied how y'all rocked with Dre and The Chronic
The way that 2Pac, Biggie, 50 and Jigga got it
A lot like L.L., Chuck D, Slick and Dougie
I think y'all love me, but y'all 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
Damn it, I expanded the platform
Damn it, this cat's on a rap song
Yeah, it ain't no braids or plaits on
Ain't on stage with 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 and then they both gonna suffer
I chose to act and it broke my heart not to rap
Prodigal son, clever, better than ever, back
[Chorus]
Get back, I wish I woulda made that
Lean back, I wish I woulda made that
I wish I woulda told the girls to "drop it like it's hot"
Summer, summer, summertime, seems like all I got
Get back, I wish I woulda made that
Lean back, I wish I woulda made that
I wish I woulda told the girls to "drop it like it's hot"
Summer, summer, summertime, seems like all I got
[Part II: Swagga]
[Intro]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[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
[Verse 4]
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 to bore thick walls 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
[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