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on by the seasons
So f*** y'all who hating for no reason!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
Around the world and I'm back again!
(They
never, I would never fall
I'm being hated on by the seasons
So fuck y'all who hating for no reason!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you
never, I would never fall
I'm being hated on by the seasons
So fuck y'all who hating for no reason!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you
never, I would never fall
I'm being hated on by the seasons
So fuck y'all who hating for no reason!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you
with another chick from my building
Kick her ass out and have breakfast like a mo' fucka'

I'm with another bitch by supper

Yeah me and hate that's
my decisions
I don't know how I made it for this long in this condition
Cause my flow so sick I should of died in a first verse

Mr. Doctor Carter
her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Motherfucker
name was Mrs. Carter huh?
Wee ooh wee ooh wee,
Wee ooh wee ooh wee (yeah)
Wee ooh wee ooh wee, like a cop car

[Chorus]

Mrs. Officer, Mrs
name was Mrs. Carter huh?
Wee ooh wee ooh wee,
Wee ooh wee ooh wee (yeah)
Wee ooh wee ooh wee, like a cop car

[Chorus]

Mrs. Officer, Mrs
was Mrs. Carter huh?
Wee ooh wee ooh wee,
Wee ooh wee ooh wee (yeah)
Wee ooh wee ooh wee, like a cop car

When I get up all in ya (yeah)
We can hear
ours
And the bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so
her garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she
steady puttin' mileage on
And we about to kill 'em, C4 Mr. Carter's home

Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
puttin' mileage on
And we about to kill 'em, "C" four  Mr. Carter's home

Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
We some
ain't positive, I'm definite
I know the game like I'm reffing it
This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter three, the new testament
And I'm the god, and this is what
ours
And the bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so
crashing
Malice with Mr. Carter now
Behind dark tint like we on the prowl
Nothing like money make a bitch loose her blouse
Well done homie, we rich take
. Carter or Mr. Lawnmower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowery
Even Gwen Stefani say she couldn't doubt me

Motherfucker I say like face shit
I'm a uptown flamethrower young money fire starter
Had to sign to Wayne, I'm from the same place as "Tha Carter" Ha-Harlem
And I ain't like none
featuring Mr. Len 



[INTRO: Mr. Len (in a reggae/dance hall style)] 

Eh Eh. What you teaching? Professinal speaking 

What dem leaking?
yeah
So if I'm pimpin, then who's my hoeys
In D.C. livin in a big white house bro
Changes his name every four years
Mr. Carter caught me slippin, but
Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville(yep), we stomp in this b**** all day
Rock with my c*** out, face the crowd and piss off stage

[Billy Danze]
Uh,
tune-ups
No limit, what the fuck, recording for nig' junior
(The game ain't changed)it just got harder
Plus we sponsored by laz' Dame Dash and Mr. S.
simple, Mr. Yates
What, do you mean?
You're the creator

What I saw was amazin after raisin up and
gazin at the vapors that I'm creatin, nights and days I'm
your life for the settlement
Yes, I'm the best. and no I ain't positive, I'm definite
I know the game like I'm reffing it
This is Tha Carter, Tha