[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 & 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 - (2xs)
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
(CHORUS)
