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(Deana Carter/Dwight Yoakam)

Waiting for your world to turn around is less likely to be found
As I watch it moving past
Than any other hope that I
(Deana Carter/Dwight Yoakam)

Waiting for your world to turn around is less likely to be found
As I watch it moving past
Than any other hope that I
Guys do it all the time I'd better get in line
Better go and buy her some of Deana Carter's wine

I sure love Mindy McCready
Start pumpin iron
they ought to tie the knot
Why you think Deana Carter's so hot
Boy I'd shave my legs for a sip of that Strawberry Wine
When Mindy McCready's on my
weight or, nothing like that
But like colossal! you know what I mean? Like

I heard you were looking for me

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hello!
(Tell me where you
weight or, nothing like that
But like colossal! you know what I mean? Like 

I heard you were looking for me

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hello!
(Tell me where
weight or, nothing like that
But like colossal! you know what I mean? Like 

I heard you were looking for me

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hello!
(Tell me where
the torch on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gon steam up the place
(Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go)

S-dot-Carter
Y'all must try
on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gonna steam up the place
Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go

S-dot-Carter y'all must try
weight or, nothing like that
But like colossal! you know what I mean? Like 

I heard you were looking for me

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hello!
(Tell me where
Jay-motherfuckin-Z; and with that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh

Think there's been a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh
I ahh, think
Weezy
What up pop, what up pop.
Fuck what they heard 
it's what they need to know nigga
(They saying C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)
Ya feel me, hey nigga we
Weezy
What up pop, what up pop.
F*** what they heard 
it's what they need to know n****
(They saying C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)
Ya feel me, hey n**** we
I get down
For my underground sound
Pushing lyrical weight niggah, by the pound, for real
I'm bringing sight to the visually impaired
Cause what you
outside the church preyin on some saved lives
Or sittin on a scale good enough to taste
I'm better than a protein shake to lose weight
Nigga, no doubt
got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk
competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk
the sun, ? york
Doggie,'cause I push weight, plus I push tapes
God damn I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm meano with the carter
I'm more
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
Neither did I sell myself, Records spinning by they self
The DJ tell myself go reflects off the reflex
before I told Flex drop that Semtex on the next New
competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk