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T-PAIN lyrics : "Who Am I"

Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
$#&@ a (*##$ if she ain't about that dough
It's all that %#@!, I'm about that life

I'm real, you ain't gotta think twice
I'm a bad mother$#&@er


See I'm touts in the prouts, mean as a mother$#&@er
I make the entrance on the scene like a mother$#&@er
I say some things that's obscene about your mother's brother

So say uncle but that don't mean that I'm undercover
Chester molester, I ball like uncle fester
You ^!$$%s ghetto and I got class like a professor, yes sir

I was only 15 and had 25 lighters on the dresser
I promise I'm a win, I can't loose to these $$#holes
I'ma be playing leap frog over these tad poles

And I'ma have my wife smiling at you mad hoes
Taking off the news, peep in the bathroom
Tell them ^!$$%s I'm seeing it like a sidekick, I'm

Pressing the game, what you mean I wasn't invited, huh?
$#&@ your approval, I can see it when you biting me
You could have told me that you like me

Hold up ^!$$%, I make the change first,
I put the change on it, I make you flip it
You put my name on it,


Now who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay
Now who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay

Now homie tell me this, tell me this
Who the meanest, pretties, baddest, ? round down
who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay

who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay
Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
$#&@ a (*##$ if she ain't about that dough

It's all that %#@!, I'm about that life
I'm real, you ain't gotta think twice
I'm a bad mother$#&@er


Showin off, just be glad that I showed up
Sit back, relax, enjoy the mother$#&@ing show, cousin

I got your hoe buzzing, I know you mad
But you keep cursing, you gonn get disintegrated into nothing, $#&@ him
She ain't $#&@ing with me, I got (*##$es in my dressroom that used to $#&@ with 50

But now she want them country ^!$$%s, that's' right
And you just rolling with a bunch of ^!$$%s,
I ball out, (*##$ please, kiss the ring hoe

The big 3, yeah, I made it through the hate
My mind is a temple, you can't make it through the gates
I ride for my people fam you in Florida state

I survived through the hunger, they got mad when I ate
I can't lie man I'm feeling great, I leave them with an empty plate
Hold up ^!$$%, I make the change first,

I put the change on it, I make you flip it
You put my name on it,


Now who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay
Now who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay
Now homie tell me this, tell me this

Who the meanest, pretties, baddest, ? round down
who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay
who am I, I'm a bad mother$#&@er jay

Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
$#&@ a (*##$ if she ain't about that dough
It's all that %#@!, I'm about that life

I'm real, you ain't gotta think twice
I'm a bad mother$#&@er.



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