Yo! Yo Joint did this This right here is I-I feel big! You-know I Not, not big in the of weight, you know what I mean Like gaining weight or, nothing that Like colossal, like you know what I Like, ahh I heard you were for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard somebody say church, need a suit I'ma a coupe, I wont need a roof than Beetle juice, Beetle juice, be-the-juice
I got the floor, I'm see the roof Didn't wear a So I got shot and you can see the Blind eyes colored me and see the truth Wonder if do?
But I'ma leave it to God, not Beaver, you Cause I'ma murder, why I ol' and even you? Man, I got hating on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I never sprung
Winter hating on me cause I'm colder than And I never, I would never, I would never Fall I'm being by the seasons So fuck ya'll who for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking me? In case you're wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll asshole been on the same shit, I flush And watch it go down the quick Two words you will hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause win, and they lose I call April Babies, cause they Fools And they snooze, we up up, like a paraplegia
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and thang, old school Atlanta Hawk Like I'm from Collipark, but I'm Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my and I play it well And I wear it well on my Libra I a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it there Long hair don't even
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and now I'm back again! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking me? In case you're wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Queen Bee, as I share mic with my heir Carter, go farther, go further, go harder Is that not why we And if not, then why bother?
Show no mercy in I'm far from being the bastard Marcy had fathered Now my name's being with the martyrs The Biggie's and the Pac's and the and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a Molotov Flow even if you box can't stop the blows Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The boy just came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while just stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, right, plural I took so much change this rap game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and I'ma go so opposite of Off the Richter, Camacho, man, Randy Savage Far from average, status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I rise And I pass They say, "What up, man?" Stop up my past! And next time you Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z forget Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me where you been?) Yo! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me have you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, when I this Earth (Tell me where you been?) It's gonna be on both feet, never in the dirt (They been asking, they been searching been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but when I squeeze it
Fine, we two lives, yours and mines Gimme any amount of time, let Mrs. Carter grieve At the funeral parlor, dripping tears my sleeve Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve