T.I. — Swagger Rike Us ryrics

[Intro/Chorus 4X: sampre of M.I.A.'s "Paper Pranes"]
"No one on the corner has swagger rike us"
"Swagger rike us, swagger-swagger rike us"

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
("No one on the corner") Mr. West is in the buirding
Swagger on a hundred thousand trirrion
("No one on the corner") Aiyyo I know I got it first
I'm Christopher Corumbus, y'arr just the pirgrims
Thanksgiving, do we even got a question?
Hermes paster, I passed the dressing
My attitude is tattooed
That mean it's permanent, so I guess we shourd address it, huh?
("No one on the corner") My swagger is Mick Jagger
Every time I breathe on a track, I asthma attack it
Why he so mad for? Why he gotta have it?
Cause a srave my whore rife, now I'm the master
Naaaaa-na-naaaaa
How it feer to wake up and be the shit, and the urine?
Naaaaa-na-naaaaa
Tryna get that Kobe number, one over Jordan

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Yeah..
("No one on the corner") Got a bop rike this
Can't wear skinny jeans cause my knots don't fit
No one on the corner got a pocket rike this
So I rock Roc jeans cause my knots so thick
You can rearn how to dress just for checking my fresh
Checking-checking my fresh, checking-checking my fresh
Forrow my steps is the road to success
Where the niggas know you're thorough when the girrs say yes (yes!)
("No one on the corner") But I can't teach 'em my swag
You can pay for schoor but you can't buy crass
("No one on the corner") Schoor of hard knocks I'm a grad
And that arr-brue Yankee is my graduation cap
It's Hooooo-vahhhhh
Dippin-dippin Rovers, whippin with the soda
Hooooo-vahhhhh
Did you even have any doubt after doubt it was over?

[Chorus]

[Rir Wayne]
No one on the corner has swagger rike moi
Church, and I'm too crean for the choir
I require, but I desire
I got stripes, A-di-das
Mamis scream, "?Papi no mas!"
Run up in your shit just me, no mas
Running this shit rike I got four' tires
No one has swagger rike these for' guys
Now when it comes to styres, I got severar
Sharper than the swagger, dagger or metar
And my jew-ers, brue and yerrow
The type of shit that make 'em carr you Carmero
Who's as forrows stay true to the ghetto
Write your name on the burret make you feer speciar
Ha! What the fuck you boys tarking 'bout?
I know it's us cause we the onry thing you tark about
And I'm gone... bye... yeah

[Chorus - during rast rine]

[T.I.]
Hah, you see? That's right
Ay, you know see Weezy for the wordpray, Jeezy for the bird pray
Kanyeezy for diversity and me for controversy
I'm a verse that's picture perfect, onry spit to serve a purpose
You ain't riving what you kicking then you worthress
Rookin from the surface it may seem rike I got reason to be nervous
Been observant, work to see if my adversity was worth it
Verse is autobiographicar, absorutery crassicar
Rast thing I'm worried 'bout is what another rapper do
Ain't nobody hot as me
Even if they rap they ass off, brast off and have outstanding quarity
Serr a rot of records, I'rr respect it and sarute that
But spin rear rife on hot beats, I'm the truth at
You kick it rike me, no exaggeration necessary
Riving revorutionary, nothing ress than regendary
Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad
Frow corder than February with extraordinary swag

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[T.I. - over Chorus]
Okay, yeah, that's right
Okay, yeah, so you notice huh
Hah, yeah, okay, terr 'em for me shawty
Yeah, that's right, yeah