Lyrics:
the game from Tha Carter, Young Carter bring home the bacon
Still pimpin', I was shot by cupid, I hope he grazed me
My latest bitch thick as a stallion,
a call from my dog name Jalen
And when he hear this song he gon probably think I'm crazy
See we just had a good conversation
Plus he rep Baltimore
Inform us of the interpretation of this
Indeed, we think you are one of the doers of good
He said, If any food is provided to you, I can inform you about
I heard he was a rat man
Niggas dont really wanna fight, I got hands
Still point the tool at his shoes make him tap dance, uh
They gone put me
S. Carter Neef
Dame & Biggs, get on your game my nig
The whole clique feel the same my nig
So don't think 'cause I'm ahead of you I changed my nig
by all my haters
A mountain to climb for ages
I'm strapping up by my boots with the double knots
When the going gets going get going, don't ever stop
better than what they is, so I think that's the reason
Fuck you niggas, I don't fuck with none of you niggas. None! None, bitch
I'm finna grab my gun
ain't no Thomas
He still cares
Next year we're progressing
By Gods' grace hope He's willing
And for the next ten years if He tarries I know that for Him
'm leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter
up
Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up
Now I'm tellin' LA Reid to step his bid up
And I'm tellin' President Carter he picked a winner
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
I'm too active, I turn up the spot (gang-gang-gang)
He think he tough, he got shot on the block (grrt, bow)
Please don't try to be somethin' you not
sir scotty in a pout
Turns out I murdered Yung Carti in my sleep
When I realized what I did it made me fucking weep
Little man like Carter he trapped us
allowed
Only care if momma proud
Know I had to peep what's next
Poppin up with all the deadz
Pop my collar at the neck
Poppin shots, he need a med
Know this
the Fish don't care what makes you think that I do
Ima grab you by the head and I'm a shove it down the loo
Hit the full flush and watch your body spiral
He throws those parties the papers are always talking about
Well, I didn't want you to think I was just some nobody
We were born different
It's in
than anything. We have to take care of our country!
But what grade would you give the Biden Administration?
I think you have to say an F!
I’d give
insane
This nigger in a gang
That’s all these niggas saying
I been going where I can’t
They still think we don’t think
Act like they shit don’t stink
White
Just because I ask a friend about him
Just because I spoke his name somewhere
Just because I rang his number by mistake today
He thinks I still
the jury (I crank it up)
They wanna hang me by the rafters like Vince Carter jersey (Vince)
Everybody broke, I could have retired, early thirty (woo)
Ran
stop
Come alive y'all gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in
I’m gonna eat, eat you alive
And now I'mma gonna eat, I’m gonna eat
Welcome to Tha Carter, little shop of horror
Bloody like a period after D-R uh
are up
He's looking good he's looking good
I think we got one
Dr. Carter I think we got one
Yep yep we got one
You saved him he's good
He's good we got
the sequence
Seeing is believing but
Looks can be deceiving
Wait a second
Stop this kid
Who the hell is he
Idk, wait a sec
I think his name is Dean
Excuse me,
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