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S-dot-Carter must try harder, competition is, nada
scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Nope you can't see 'em you got plans to be him
Pay homage if by chance you him
In his pants pocket, your in pedium
It's the champ, being

For clique, dough sick, no for us
Competition I said in the chorus, let me spell it out for ya
Jay to the Amil, A to the Y stay fuck how they feel, aha aha
how we put it down, aha aha y'all gonna get it now

Chip off the old block my old pops
Accept I tote glocks and open dope spots and I down rap crews
Smack cats who flash tools, laugh at fake ballers with bad jewels
I'll tell you once, is shit you should've of knew
Jigga what? Jigga, Jigga Okay

y'all must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, is, no, no, no
y'all must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, is, no, no, no

I'm a soldier, I thought I told ya
Hustler, nigga weight like Oprah
Drive wide body, twenty-inch big
No tints, make no mistake y'all it's

I sportin' played Jordan's before Jordan
tight, hooks harder than Ken Norton
Musically you
Truthfully I beats better call BCW

I my mother move
So I have no problem coming the old way
Sluggin' you, that's what a thug'll do, thuggin', bust
A suspect dangerous, and I love rough sex, yeah, what's up

Even I'm asleep the gats is up
Paranoid like Sunny drive up
But I'm Bed-Stuy, killa with the flow
Let fly from out the four-four, motherfuckers

S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Competition is none I remain at the top the sun
And I burn whoever come in my chambers of
The flame gonna ya
stain the tarp, but remains they chalk ya

Don't try to smooth talk us, you got to offer
But the baby and make ya fine offer
The is ill even with four-inch heels
No panties on and Patricia

I get down, just name the time, the
We could take it back to on our face
On a regular day we gleam up your space
Rock our own line, got our whole team

RW the torch on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still steam up the place
Amil-lion, man, flawless, here we go

S-dot-Carter must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no