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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
Vocals
Wyclef Jean
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Jean Guerschom
Songwriter
Jerry Duplessis
Songwriter
Wyclef Jean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wyclef Jean
Producer
Sedeck Jean
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Elliot Carter
Recording Engineer
Keith "Lil Wonda" Duplessis
Producer
Mike DeSalvo
Recording Engineer
Serge Tsai
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You gotta get your swagger together ****
Get your suit fitted
Starts on the inside, ya dig?
I don't need mine, I got cribs where we going
If you don't love yourself you can't love nobody
Keep up ****, okay
I love myself
You going need travel ladies
[Verse 2]
I'm the man from Atlanta to way out in Cali
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami
I be in Hawaii then catch me in Paris
I be at home barely, I'll sleep when I'm buried
What I need some sleep for?
This dope got me geeked up
I went to Japan and made a mil in a week, bro
These **** can't keep up when they see me in London
Or out in Ibiza that time I ain't sleep for
'Bout three days maybe you see me in Haiti
With Wyclef Jean and a selection of ladies
But my folk got that work in like they back in the 80s
See the money what moves me conversation don't phase me
[Verse 3]
Tell 'em why cause I
Been around the world
Traveled the seven seas and I be
Popping bottles with celebrities, so you can find me
Flying high, smoking better trees
[Verse 4]
Girls around the world
They keep calling me, they call me
Paparazzi they be follow me, they all be
Hoping that the get a shot of me
It's my swag, they wonder what's so special 'bout him
Why they ain't selling records like him tell 'em
It's my swag, how he always look so cool
That why everybody do what he do
[Verse 5]
It's gotta be my swag, they wonder why he wear his hat like that
When girls see him why they act like that, hey
It's my swag, for some reason all the real **** love him
Even though they girlfriends wanna fuck him
I guess
Gotta be my swag
[Verse 6]
Wearing my raincoat
See I'm getting wet and this bitch in the same boat
I came in the game slow they act like they ain't know
That I wasn't gonna leave until I got what I came for
I still can't complain though as long as I ain't broke
I cam a long way but shorty ain't nothin' changed though
I still let the tool go don't get it confused, bro
Run up on me wrong, now what you think I'ma do, bro?
[Verse 7]
Send you to your maker then go to Jamaica
Or either to Cabo, I chill at my condo
My swagger is perfect, hating on me ain't worth it
Guarantee you boy the earth my turf if it hurts
[Verse 8]
Been around the world
Traveled the seven seas, and I be
Popping bottles with celebrities, so you can find me
Flying high, smoking better trees
Girls around the world
They keep calling me, they call me
Paparazzi they be follow me, they all be
Hoping that the get a shot of me
[Verse 9]
It's my swag, they wonder what's so special 'bout him
Why they ain't selling records like him tell 'em
It's my swag, how he always look so cool
That why everybody do what he do
Gotta be my swag
They wonder why he wear his hat like that
When girls see him why they act like that, hey
It's my swag, for some reason all the real **** love him
Even though they girlfriends wanna fuck him
[Verse 10]
I guess
Gotta be my swag
The minute they call
I'm chasing that paper baby however it come
The minute they call
I'm singing a song and moving ye by the ton
I bet you never seen a **** getting money so young
How I get from the pen all the way to Berlin
I've been to Switzerland skiing and, pimp, I'm going again
Hey, ain't nothing catch me in the south of France
In a coffee shop smoking dro in Amsterdam
[Verse 11]
And ain't nothin' to fly all the way to Dubai
St. Barts, St. Lucia any day we can try
G-5 to Moscow and the say I'ma lie
I'ma ball like a dog till the day that I die
You tell 'em why
[Verse 12]
Because I been around the world
Traveled the seven seas, and I be
Popping bottles with celebrities, so you can find me
Flying high, smoking better trees
Girls around the world
They keep calling me, they call me
Paparazzi they be follow me, they all be
Hoping that the get a shot of me
[Verse 13]
It's my swag, they wonder what's so special 'bout him
Why they ain't selling records like him tell 'em
It's my swag, how he always look so cool
That why everybody do what he do
So gotta be my swag
They wonder why he wear his hat like that
When girls see him why they act like that, hey
It's my swag, for some reason all the real **** love him
Even though they girlfriends wanna fuck him
I guess
[Verse 14]
Gotta be my swag
This is impeccable pimping
You couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man
Ha, y'all **** keep up
By the time you get to Puerto Rico, my ****, I'll be in Cuba
By the time you get to Cuba, I'll be in Haiti
By the time you get to Haiti, I'll be way over in Africa, man
You know what I'm saying?
Written by: C. Harris, Jerry Duplessis, S. Jean, Wyclef Jean