[Intro: T.I.]Yeahhhhh (hey!)Hahaha, hey, hey, ha (all right)Aight Toomp, manThis what the folks been waiting on, I guess (that's right)Let's give it to 'em, baby (hey!)Grand Hustle, niggaAye, manThey been waitin on this shit since "What You Know," huh?Yeahhhh, it's the King, bitch!Aight, my nigga, the wait is over, niggaHey, hey![Verse: T.I.]One for the money, two for the show dawgThree for the niggas hatin on the low, y'allKnow a picture's worth a million words I'mma show y'allDeath before dishonor, family befo' allWithout the braids I'm the closest thing to O-DogMinus the testimony; say it ain't so homieHey! Shorty like that, don't he?World hopped off my jock, I got 'em right back on itOhh! Step back, brush myself offPicked bid'ness back up right where I left offI could show my dough, that other guy just talkHey where I live just as big as yo' projects dawgAY! Ha ha, better check my swaggerHow I walk, how I talk, how I stack that cheddarWhat I drive, how I dress, nigga let's just bet aHundred stacks on that, nigga I'm just, betterHahahaha, somebody better tell 'em mayneThey swag owe my swag everythangIt's very plain to see you study me awful hardTo the point that my swag need a bodyguardI think a Thank You card's in order, y'all oughta beHavin y'all swag sendin mines an apologyA lot of little me's I see, got beefBut what's the possibilities? Stop seek, you not meHardly worth a hill of beans, step up to the guillotineGet decapitated; don't see how half of you rappers made itSay good-bye to the fame and fortune, c'est la vieAnd what the game need with you nigga? They got meI ride through the city, so clean, seat really lowAutomo-bil-ey so, pretty but I'm illy thoughNo comparison, ain't a nigga mo', thorough thanThis gangsta American flow, doper than heroinKing like Evelyn, Champagne mayneSo deranged and belligerent; right up there with BenjaminWho? André 3K, B.I.G., Jay-Z, UGKScarface, Makaveli the great, Wayne, Common, Kanye and, LupeSo fuck what you say, you welcome to ask who you mayBet they say as of today I'm back on top like a toupeeHey! All objections overruled, it's overdueBoth high, and sober too, I'm so high, up over youSame guy you see in the streets is as fly as here in the boothSo don't be surprised when you meet me to see I'm really the truthOoh, so uncouth, nigga who want proof?Must agree if shit I did can't no one undoI stay on my, one-two, nigga who want toTurn a brunch into a brawl, do what you gon' doI'm why it's, hot as a bitch in here still, cool as a FrigidaireThis year I'm on a mission dearThink that was somethin, listen here
