XV - Whattup Swizzy lyrics

[Verse]: I got my drink and my two step Armadale Vodka and a pocket with a few chips Went on tour for dollars, no mileage, took a few trips n***as be hating but they stay constipated (Why?) They ain't gon' do sh** Haters looking pissed off See where that gets y'all I'll take your dime like a Sprint call Ha, they hate on I But I'm like Clark Kent I'll finally just admit, "Okay, I'm fly." I'm like do-re-me cause I don't say lies Say whatever name you want just don't say mine Throw sticks throw, stones homes, I just won't die I'm like Scarface after eight c**aine lines New album on the way, really blow this time Wonder if the good Lord trying to show me signs Like, Mel Gibson Got a Pa**ion to be more like Cal Ripkin This The Definition Boy I'm a star so your broad stay wishing But after I hit, I bail/Bale like Christian Send your girl back and you can tell I'm hitting Cause she comes in whistling "Boy From Kansas." Crack rock to jump shot, I'll take my chances Said no to the Heat like the boy Steve Francis Raps a marathon and I swear I ran it Shooting for the stars, look where I landed And I keep it clean like a washing machine I'm just trying to change the tired up way that it seems With everything to Gain, I put my All in it My Hammer & Arm in it till my Era is seen