Lyrics:
and gentlemen, pimps and players
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers
This is the Carter, so hold onto your teenage daughter
Because this is the Carter
and gentlemen, pimps and players
Half-ass rappers and true rhyme sayers
This is the Carter, so hold onto your teenage daughter
Because this is the Carter
quartiers d'France, les youvs veulent être Nino Brown
Nino Nino Brown, Nino Nino Nino Brown
91, City Carter, 92, City Carter
93, City Carter, 94, City
he
I tell em Sam D
They asking who is he
Man it Sam D
Sam D. your favorite rappers favorite rapper
I'm your favorite rappers favorite rapper
Your
dans son temps
Fuck un homme moderne, j'suis un jeune de mon temps
Un jeune de mon temps
Max D. Carter et R$kp
C'est pour mes gladiateurs et mes
Uh-oh! Regan and Carter!
Regan and Carter!
Regan and Carter!
Regan and Carter!
We’re The Sweeney son
Regan and Carter
You nicked them gold bars
You’d
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's the Carter, motherfucker, I came back around
It's the Carter motherfucker I came back around
It's the Carter motherfucker
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's the Carter, motherfucker, I came back around
It's the Carter motherfucker I came back around
It's the Carter motherfucker
We get it jumping, my click go hard in the paint
We get it jumping, bout to switch guard switch lanes
We get it jumping, like Vince Carter through
Js boobies gonna eat ya family how'd
You'll about that we gonna eat ya Mommy
Me and Jaylin gonna eat some wings Pull to the spot
And we messing up
she tint the windows up
If they made a movie bout my life it'd be in cinema
Scatpack screaming when you start it up
Bullet proof soul I had to harden up
boxeur dans l'âme, j'suis Rubin Hurricane Carter
J'suis un boxeur dans l'âme, j'suis Rubin Hurricane Carter
Toujours un temps d'avance et j'te parle pas
You're a Genius, McFly
AI
It's the Carter's son
The Carter's
Turn me up a lil'
Picture me, new 3D denim, I'm city rollin' (rollin')
But did I
to spit that hard
Just throw me a line or two
And I'll fall in love with you
Please freestyle for me carter
It'd make me happy
Spit me a bar
Not that far
drops and dread locks, I see you Rasta
Flip flops and tank tops, a likkle shotta bun down the place ya best page D’wayne Carter (fireman coming)
Low key
au bord de l'O.D
Lois non écrites, langage codé
C'est la Cité Carter tellement chaude et
Tout est cautionné comme à Forcella
Comme à Forcella, tout
doesn't pay.'"
"I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth."
"President Franklin D. Roosevelt stricken late today."
"Who's
and she was dealt her mortal blow
And the Mary Ellen Carter settled low
There were five of us aboard her when she finally was awash
We'd worked like hell
par terre
Monte un empire à la Shawn Carter (à la Shawn Carter, Tchalla, Tchalla, Tchalla)
Tout pour la mif', on est prêt comme Tchalla
(On est
carter bandz yeah it's the weatherman
They like "well damn"
This young nigga carter bandz yeah he's going Ham
They like "woah"
Carter Bandz got so much
to Carter Hall as fast as go can she
She'd not pulled a double rose, a rose but only two
When up there came young Tam Lin says "Lady, pull no more"
like D. Lawrence that's my word like, word like the-saurus
I don't see no future in your fronting, I be stunting hard
Rap game dependent on me like
Spent the summer on her daddy's farm
In the evening we'd walk along the railroad
We'd hear that lonesome whistle in the night
And she'd pretend we
stop until I know she's sex-ified
And I can always tell when she gets sex-ified
because when she gets sas-fied she start calling my name
She'd say:
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