This Is The Carter
Lil' Wayne I
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Okay, I'm finally perfect, you know
Y'all already know what it is
And if you don't, then the great Mannie Fresh will enlighten you
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and players (Ah, come on)
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers (Ah, come on)
This is Tha Carter (Ah, yes, it is)
So hold on to your teenage daughter (That what you better do)
Because this is Tha Carter (That what it is)
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter (So G)
Wayne in your brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(Brim low, all I can see is the floor, come on)
Wayne in the brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(Well, I got it, don't worry, I got it, I got it, ayy)
Who am I? Young Wizzle, for shizzle
Flow sicker than the third floor in hospitals
My charm Starburst, my watch Skittles
I'm hot sizzle, what up, hot bizzle?
Holler at a player, I'm sorta like BD
Y'all can't stop my dribble nor block the layup
Soft top the coupe, mami, pop her, too
Don't chase the feeling, baby girl, let it come to you
Remove the ceiling on the girl, now she comfortable
I'm a world-class G, mami, fuck with dude
I got La-Z-Boy bank, that's ComforLoot
I'm a offensive coordinator, run and shoot
You watch your grill, what you oughta do
'Fore your ribs get barbecued
And my ribs is showing, I say I'm starving, dude
This, this, this, this, this is Tha Carter, dude
What up, Brill? Come on
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and players (Ah, come on)
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers (Ah, come on)
This is Tha Carter (Yeah)
So hold on to your teenage daughter (Yeah)
Because this is Tha Carter (Yeah)
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter (Come on)
Wayne in your brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(I mean, I'm flyer than a motherfuckin' pelican right now)
Wayne in the brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(Don't get this shit twisted, motherfucker)
I'm the Birdman, Birdman Junior, bitch
I be high in the sky, shit on you and your bitch
I be flyer than your guy, you need to lose the prick
Now, if you follow everything, just grab a wing
And we could shh
All the way down to the mall and bet I buy it all
Young Mar, picture the broad lick
All the way down to the balls, then she wipe it off
If gettin' money is wrong, I ain't right at all
I Young Money a car, I just write it off
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm my own clique
I would say, "Fuck you," but go and get your own dick
Get your game up, boy, hustle harder
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this
Get your game up, boy, hustle harder
This, this, this, this, this, this is Tha Carter, yeah
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and players (Ah, come on)
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers (Ah, come on)
This is Tha Carter (Ah, yes, it is)
So hold on to your teenage daughter (That what you better do)
Because this is Tha Carter (That what it is)
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter (So G)
Wayne in your brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(I'm colder than the motherfuckin' North Pole, nigga)
Wayne in the brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(And I'm slicker than the shit I told your bitch last night)
And y'all better blame Baby
'Cause he the motherfucker that made me, and I'm crazy
And y'all ask why I never left the Navy
'Cause he the motherfucker that pay me, is you crazy?
Young, Young, Young Wizzle, baby
Give you your issue, Nina wanna kiss you
No, no, no, me no want no bullshit
So, so stop baller blockin' 'cause a nigga hood rich
And I floss every day because I could, bitch
So holler at your boy 'cause I'm still on some hood shit
Like, like, like, what's really good with you?
Mama, you're the boy and your sister looking good, shit
Shit, I'm still Apple Eagle Weezle
One-seven Hollygrove, never ever leave you
I got y'all waitin' on my sequel
This, this, this, this, this, this is Tha Carter, people
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and players (Ah, come on)
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers (Ah, come on)
This is Tha Carter (Yes, it is)
So hold on to your teenage daughter (That what you better do)
Because this is Tha Carter (That what it is)
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter (So G)
Wayne in your brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(I'm 'bout to head all the way to
The ground, motherfucker, fuck nigga)
Wayne in the brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(I can't see shit but the shoes on my feet, they three-hundred to one)
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and players (That's right)
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers (Ah, come on)
This is Tha Carter (Yeah)
So hold on to your teenage daughter (Yeah)
Because this is Tha Carter (Don't get it twisted)
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter (I said what?)
Wayne in your brain, Young Carter (Carter)
(Nigga, all diamonds got diamonds, I ain't bullshittin', what's good?)
Wayne in the brain, Young Carter (Carter, squad up)
(My hoes got hoes, for real)
You're murkin' 'em
Ah, Mannie Fresh, yeah, murkin' 'em
Ah, Mannie Fresh, yeah, murderin' 'em
Yeah, yeah, ah, Mannie Fresh, yeah, murkin' 'em
Yeah, yeah, this, this, this, this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this