I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Ain't I clean? That machine, super cool, super mean I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Yeah, so You already know, Hey I'm the hottest nigga you done heard in a long time Introducing you to the hottest nigga you heard in a long time Hey
Mega pimp, super clean, the coolest in the universe Niggaz hating on what he doing just mad cuz they ain't do it first His name pop up when you hit play or on your Google search Bitches bow they head and bend they knees just like they do in church Drop dope into her purse before you get into her skirt She agree to do the work before she get into the vert Till my pine box drop down into the dirt I'm a be by far the hottest nigga, known to the Earth In the air, I fly, can't compare my Swagger to another rapper, don't you dare try Anyone with a pair of eyes can look and see No legacy will ever be next to me or near by Though I invite you all to try, hey, I'm a fair guy Just approach with caution, be aware because I don't share my Throne, my crown I own Hottest flow on any song, I'm on, I'm gone, nigga
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Hey! B.o.B, you up next, baby! Hey! Grand Hustle, nigga! If I ain't the hottest nigga on the universe I guess I'll have to do until he gets here, nigga!
Here I go! Hey Call me a lie, nigga! Yeah
I'm that nigga that you heard about by word of mouth They probably say I change the music in the dirty south Now that the word is out, the timing is perfect now To take all of these hypocritical rumor and burn em down If you observe the doubt, you'd see what they worried about They say I sound like Dre when I'm rapping my verses now Honestly, I could give a fuck what you're blurting out Point, blank, I'm in the game rocking my jersey now So jazz it to me or pay me no mind Either way you're gonna be hearing me all of the time Whether on Greg Street or 107.9 Or on your favorite rap blog on your favorite rap website And if that ain't right show me straight to the judge Just like Brian Nichols I ain't spitting nothing but slugs Venemous blood in my veins, chemicals up in my brain Yes I resemeble a criminal, B.o.Bizzle, you ain't fucking with mayn
Okay, you got that (I'm gone, mayn I kinda, I kinda feel like I got you, man) Hehehe (I had to kinda show you up, man I ain't really wanna make you look bad, really, honestly) Ay, man, ay man that laughing, that laugh is natural Because I'm literally amused by your sentiment I mean if you really feel that, know what I'm sayin That the likes of the second verse can even Slighlty compare with the immaculence (Hahaha) Then I must take a chuckle...Hahaha You know what I'm saying, but never no mind (We can have em blog about it) Abosulutely, man, I'll let you guys be the judge (You know you gonna do it anyway, fuck it) B.o.B or T.I.P. Know what I'm saying, you be the judge, dog (Which could be the better acronym for the song) But you know what either way it's Grand Hustle! Hahahaha (Ah-haha)
