Yeah, body (hard body) Carter, yeah go
Cash Money Young Money mother fuck the side can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide Word to my momma I'm continue bombin' Til they gettin' out the game, it's like out of a coma I'm tryin', but I'm when this rap shit get borin' All I ask is you pray for me (Please) And the beat, keep cryin' and I'm a beatin' her Fee I'm her I'm deep in her sleep in her And what happens when the reaper (huh?) I'm just hopin' that he sends that up I enough I ain't make shit So I'm here I'm a take that and take this (nigga!) Breakfast, yes let's eat wipe ya mouth ya finished Then hunt for the and dinner, no beginner To the criminal activity fuck with they rushin' in Like Seminoles, Indians, no bow and arrows leaners Cheena just choppers Robert Carter two tell me how is you gon stop a I lock and seal it up the best I feel it (yeah!) I'm in the I can pop a wheelie (got em!) Not for late bloomers stay in the womb (Go!) I'm here mu'fucker room, boom! Young the big kahuna It's my ocean baby y'all is tuna Better now sooner junior Fly ya city try and take another tune ya I ain't goin' special I won't never leave Shit I'm already a legend if I ever get rid of me? Not little me (no) Man I got 'em I'm a get 'em B (I got 'em B) I'm like I didn't eat (yeah) I want it like I didn't see a meal seventeen the fuck you niggas tellin' me? You pups can't up with the pedigree Catch me where the weather be in the seventies Call myself palm trees Promethazine but whats new? Sometimes I can't cut through rough loo Get fucked so many times til fuck you (fuck em!) So how you do it baby we can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm it Money and murder you my nigga my jelly I'm a ride baby til the judge me a verdict yeah! Hear me or me I get it and serve it Cause every I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah Now I it, the mission accomplished The niggas abolished the bitches they pay homage when did they find it but Now that they know it's a must I 'em so They forget it I underline it and I'm in the sky the thunder's cryin' young'n I been through all that I done what you sayin' I put it when the others was playin' When the jungle was open I rolled in with the Stole food the bears and bought it back to the lions hold court with the apes I'm a but lighter the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah Start 'em ignite 'em I walk through Watch the flames start multiplyin' whoo! Alter a nigga talk to a nigga Take a chunk outcha like a shark bit a nigga I'm awkward Cartwright fuck wit a nigga Shot but my arch right come on dog bark bite Fork in the I'm always goin' right knowin' life ain't no more road lights We can't see but we goin' make it to the line It's right there the line right behind the scrimmage line Touchdown the scoreboard gimme mines Semi 9 fit me fine hit a nigga times Damn then one to the face (Bow!) just So close the casket like I pay to close the case I'm made straight mafia shit, line Top rank to die for my shit and the obvious shit If I talk about my rivals they'll get rich So 'em I'm a let 'em sit And I ain't duckin' cause I'm right here, I'm enough I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm up See you fuckin' up the money baby that ain't business You startin' to look a witness and this is For the and the bitches the hustlers and the hoes Crossover whatever know Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold You heard it right here if the game was told Lift up ya toes and look a rug me there's history under all that dust So down in the dirty there lies us (who?) Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm up front pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt Let's eat and talk all the niggas we cut But you know Lets not fuck up our lunch That's real shit if you ever seen "Tha mobb, nigga"