[Lil Wayne]
We here
I said we here
The back of Tha Carter
The back of Tha Carter, two, oh
Yea, this here is, the end of Tha Carter Two people
Hey! Yea
[Verse 1]
I got the game on ball and chain
I threw the key in the train
I'm like the key in the truck
I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you n***** like a f****** psychic
Hearing through the grapevine, n***** wanna hate mine
Say my name and die in the daytime
You catch my drift, man you better be Peyton
Boy the heats on, they make a peace bond
I'm in this b****, throwing up the seventeenth sign
Straight frowns, no daps, strapped three times
A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, ready for whatever
Tell them p**** n***** come and gather
Heavy wetter, n**** super soaker wetter, n****
Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothing but a petal n****
I'm just a little n****, trying to be a civil n****
Thirty years old, s*** that'll be a giving n****
Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listening
But she ain't really trippin, 'cause the pots is p***** in
Them n***** tripping, until the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at attention
I gotta b****, and quit calling women b******
As long as she don't worry 'bout the c**e in the kitchen
No preventing the crime, I gotta get it
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quitting
There you go s******* on a way a n**** thanking
Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin
This is the future and crime is to no one
I live everyday like this is the sure one
Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean
Stand in the heat, 'til the mother f****** snow come
And it feels so f****** good
Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull
No hope for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Running cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune
Come and get it, automatics in motion
We banging for the bread n****, even the molded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
Chaperon of the south, I got my coast, yea
And until I die I'm the, the, the, the, the best rapper alive
We here
I said we here
The back of Tha Carter
The back of Tha Carter, two, oh
Yea, this here is, the end of Tha Carter Two people
Hey! Yea
[Verse 1]
I got the game on ball and chain
I threw the key in the train
I'm like the key in the truck
I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you n***** like a f****** psychic
Hearing through the grapevine, n***** wanna hate mine
Say my name and die in the daytime
You catch my drift, man you better be Peyton
Boy the heats on, they make a peace bond
I'm in this b****, throwing up the seventeenth sign
Straight frowns, no daps, strapped three times
A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, ready for whatever
Tell them p**** n***** come and gather
Heavy wetter, n**** super soaker wetter, n****
Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothing but a petal n****
I'm just a little n****, trying to be a civil n****
Thirty years old, s*** that'll be a giving n****
Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listening
But she ain't really trippin, 'cause the pots is p***** in
Them n***** tripping, until the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at attention
I gotta b****, and quit calling women b******
As long as she don't worry 'bout the c**e in the kitchen
No preventing the crime, I gotta get it
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quitting
There you go s******* on a way a n**** thanking
Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin
This is the future and crime is to no one
I live everyday like this is the sure one
Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean
Stand in the heat, 'til the mother f****** snow come
And it feels so f****** good
Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull
No hope for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Running cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune
Come and get it, automatics in motion
We banging for the bread n****, even the molded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
Chaperon of the south, I got my coast, yea
And until I die I'm the, the, the, the, the best rapper alive