My Swag Lyrics - T.i. Vs. T.i.p - T.i.

You gotta get your swagger together, nigga, get your suitcase 

Starts on the inside, ya dig, I don't need mine, I got cribs where we goin' 

If you don't love yourself you can't love nobody 

Keep up, nigga, I love myself, you gon' need to travel, ladies 

You go and get that Mack diesel, right 

I'm the man from Atlanta to way out in Cali 

Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami 

I be in Hawaii then catch me in Paris 

I be at home barely, I'll sleep when I'm buried 

What I need some sleep for? This dope got me geeked up 

I went to Japan and made a mil' in a week, bro 

These niggaz can't keep up when they see me in London 

So I go out in Ibiza, that time I ain't sleep for 

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'Bout three days, maybe you'll see me in Haiti 

With Wyclef Jean and a selection of ladies 

But my folk got that workin' like they back in the eighties 

See the money's what move me, conversation don't phase me 

Tell 'em why 'cause I been around the world 

Traveled the seven seas and I be 

Poppin' bottles with celebrities so you can find me 

Flyin' high, smokin' better trees 

Girls around the world 

They keep callin' me, they call me 

Paparazzi, they be follow me, they all be 

Hopin' that they get a shot of me 

It's my swag, they wonder what's so special 'bout him? 

Why they ain't sellin' records like him? Tell 'em 

It's my swag, how he always look so cool? 

And why everybody do what he do, so 

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like that? 

When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I don't know 

It's my swag, for some reason all the real niggaz love him 

Even though their girlfriend wanna fuck him 

I guess, gotta be my swag 

Gettin' money in Frisco, wearin' my raincoat 

See I'm gettin' wet and this bitch in the same boat 

I came in the game slow, they act like they ain't know 

That I wasn't gon' leave until I got what I came fo' 

I still can't complain' though as long as I ain't broke 

I came a long way but, shawty, ain't nothin' changed though 

I still let the tool go, don't get it confused, bro 

Run up on me wrong, now what you think I'ma do, bro? 

Send you to your maker then go to Jamaica 

Or either to Cabo, I chill at my condo 

My swagger is perfect, hatin' on me ain't worth it 

Guarantee you, boy, the Earth my turf if that hurts 

Tell 'em why 'cause I been around the world 

Traveled the seven seas and I be 

Poppin' bottles with celebrities so you can find me 

Flyin' high, smokin' better trees 

Girls around the world 

They keep callin' me, they call me 

Paparazzi, they be follow me, they all be 

Hopin' that they get a shot of me 

It's my swag, they wonder what's so special 'bout him? 

Why they ain't sellin' records like him? Tell 'em 

It's my swag, how he always look so cool? 

And why everybody do what he do, so 

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like that? 

When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I don't know 

It's my swag, for some reason all the real niggaz love him 

Even though their girlfriend wanna fuck him 

I guess, gotta be my swag 

Regardless what haters say I'm as real as they come 

I'm chasin' that paper, baby, however it come 

I'm singin' a song and movin' yay by the ton 

You never seen a nigga gettin' money so young 

How I get from the pen all the way to Berlin 

I've been to Switzerland, skiing and pimpin', goin' again 

It ain't nothin' to catch me in the south of France 

In a coffee shop smokin' dro in Amsterdam 

It ain't nothin' to fly all the way to Dubai 

St. Barts, St. Lucia, any day we can try 

G-5 to Moscow and they say I'ma lie 

I'ma ball like a dog 'til the day that I die 

Tell 'em why 'cause I been around the world 

Traveled the seven seas and I be 

Poppin' bottles with celebrities so you can find me 

Flyin' high, smokin' better trees 

Girls around the world 

They keep callin' me, they call me 

Paparazzi, they be follow me, they all be 

Hopin' that they get a shot of me 

It's my swag, they wonder what's so special 'bout him? 

Why they ain't sellin' records like him? Tell 'em 

It's my swag, how he always look so cool? 

And why everybody do what he do, so 

Gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like that? 

When girls see him why they act like that? Aye 

It's my swag, for some reason all the real niggaz love him 

Even though their girlfriend wanna fuck him 

I guess, gotta be my swag 

This is impeccable pimpin' 

You couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man 

Ha, y'all, niggaz, keep up 

By the time you get to Puerto Rico, my nigga, I'll be in Cuba 

By the time you get to Cuba I'll be in Haiti 

By the time you get to Haiti I'll be way over in Africa, man 

You know what I'm sayin'? South of France in my land, man 

The Earth's my turf, my nigga