(T.I.: Speaking)
You gotta get cha' swagger togetha nigga. Get cha' suit paid. It
Starts on the inside ya digg, I don't need mine... I got cribs where
We goin... if you don't yaself you can't love nobody... keep up
Nigga... I love myself.

(Verse 1:)
I'm the man from Atlanta to way out in Cali
Catch me in New York on my 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 soem sleep for this dope got me geeked up
I went to Japan and made a mil' in a week bro
These niggas can't keep up cause they see me in London
Or out in Ibiza that time I didn't sleep for
Bout three days maybe you see me in Haiti
With Wyclef Jean and a selectino of ladies
My folk got that work in like they back in the 80s
See the money's what move me concersation don't phase me
Tell them why...

(Chorus:)
Cause I been around the world, traveled the seven seas
(And I be) poppin' bottles with celebrities
(You find me) flying high smoking betta trees
Grils around the world, they be callin' me
(They call me) paparazzi they be following me
(They all be) hopin' that they get a shot of me
It's my swag...

(Bridge:)
They wonder what's so special bout him
Why they ain't sellin' records like him
Tell em.... Its my swag
How he always look so cool
And why everybody do what he do
Tell em... Gotta be my swag
They wonder why he wear his hat like that
When girls see em why they act like that... "A"
I don't know it's my swag...
For some reason all the real niggas love him
Even they girlfriend wanan fuck em

(Verse 2:)
I get money in Frisco wearing raincoat
See I'm gettin' 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 gone leave till I got what I came fo'
I still can't complain though as long as I ain't broke
I came a long way but shawty ain't nothin' changed though
I stil llet the tool go don't get it confused bro
Run up on me wrong now what you think I'm gone do bro
Send you to yo maker then go to Jamaica
Or either to Cabo I chill at my condo
My swagger is perfect hatin' on me ain't worth it
Guarantee you boy the earth my turf if it's hurts tell em why cause

(chorus & bridge)

(Verse 3:)
Regardless what the haters say I'm real as they come
I'm chasing the paper baby howeva it come
I'm singin' a sogn movin' yay by the ton
I bet you neva seen a nigga gettin' money so young
How I get from the pen all the way in Berlin
I've been to Switzerland skiing and pimpin' goin' again
It ain't nothin' to catch me in the south of France
In a coffee shop smokin' dro in Amsterdam
And it ain't nothin' to fly all the way to Dubai
St. Barts, St. Lucia anyday we can try
G-5 to Moscow they say Imma lie
Imma ball like a dog till the day that I die, tell why cause...

(chorus)

(Outro: T.I. Talkin')