Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Is The Carter, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Tha Carter, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
This Is The Carter |
Ok I’m finally perfect, ya know |
Yall already know what it is and if you don’t |
Then the great Mannie Fresh will enlighten you |
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and playas |
Half ass rappers and true rhyme sayers |
This is the Carter, so hold onto your teenage daughter |
Because this is the Carter, a lot more rich and a whole lot smarter |
Wayne in ya brain young Carter |
Wayne in ya brain young Carter |
Who am I, young wizzle fa shizzle |
Flow sicker than a third floor in hospitals |
My charm starburst, my watch skittles |
I’m hot sizzle, what up hot bizzle |
Holla at a playa, I’m sorta like BD |
Yall can’t stop my dribble, or block the lay-ups |
Soft top the Coupe, mami pop her too |
Don’t chase the feelin baby girl let it come to you |
Remove the ceiling on the girl now she comfortable |
I’ma world class G mami fuck wit dude |
I got Lazy-Boy bank that’s comfort low |
I’ma offense coordinator run the shoe |
You watch your grill what you ought to do Fore’your ribs get barbecued |
And my ribs is showin I say I’m starving dude |
This, this, this, this, this is the Carter dude |
What up Reel, c’mon |
I’m the Birdman Birdman Jr. bitch |
I be high in the sky shit on you and yo bitch |
I be flyer than your guy nigga lose the prick |
Now if ya follow everything just grab a wing |
And we could sssssshhhhhhhh |
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 getting 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 click |
I would say fuck ya but go and get ya own dick |
Get ya game up boy hustle harder |
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this |
Get ya game up boy hustle harder |
This, this, this, this, this, this is the Carter, yea |
And yall better blame Baby |
Cuz he the muthufucka that made me, and I’m crazy |
And yall ask why I never left the navy |
Cuz he the muthufucka that pay me, is you crazy |
Young, young, young wizzle baby |
Give you yo issue, me don’t wanna kiss you |
No, no, no me no want no bullshit |
So, so stop baller blockin cuz a nigga hood rich |
And I floss everyday because I could bitch |
So holla at ya boy cuz I’m still on some hood shit |
Like, like, like whats really good wit ya mom or your lil boy |
And your sister lookin good shit, shit |
I’m still Apple Eagle weasel |
1−7 Hollygrove never ever ever leave you |
I got yall waitin on my sequel |
This, this, this, this, this, this is the Carter people |