Carter II - Album Version (Explicit) 歌词
| 歌曲 | Carter II - Album Version (Explicit) |
| 歌手 | Lil Wayne |
| 专辑 | Tha Carter II |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Batman, Carter, Tmix | |
| (Intro) | |
| So you made it this far, Heh | |
| We upstairs, I let you up here | |
| You special, Marley, don't shoot | |
| You know what this is? | |
| Still The Carter 2 people (x2) | |
| Yeah, you still in the carter 2 people | |
| Hey yeah | |
| (Lil Wayne) | |
| All I have in this world is a pistol and a promise | |
| A fist full of dollars, a list full of problems | |
| I'll address them like P.O. Boxes | |
| Yeah I'm from New Orleans, the Creole cockpit | |
| We so out of it, zero tolerance | |
| Gangsta gumbo, I'll serve 'em a pot of it | |
| I'm wealthy, still fuckin wit that block shit | |
| Wet your ass up, head to feet til your sock a drip | |
| Don't strip, you might fall and bust your ass | |
| No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener to cut the grass | |
| I hear 'em but they talking under mass | |
| Stop throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass | |
| That's Cash Money, honey pie | |
| We ain't runnin, we don't hide sayin fuck the other side | |
| Don't get caught on it, this the dailiest grind | |
| I'll put your heart on it and walk on it | |
| The chalks only for the art homie | |
| How they trace ya after I erase ya | |
| Look around, we at war and you still in preparation | |
| I'm riding for them reperations, No patience | |
| Slow paper is better than no paper | |
| Fast money don't last too long, you gotta pace it | |
| You gotta know that paper | |
| If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that paper | |
| Gotta know that photo fobia, no kodak moments | |
| Feds walls with my pictures on 'em | |
| Nah, I ain't even in the school yearbook | |
| I don't do too much posin, got a cool killer look | |
| Career crook, get your career took | |
| I'm back like a brizeer hook | |
| Bitch cheer, camoflauge gear, the hunter's here | |
| Better play it by ear, you ain't nothing but a deer | |
| Around here and this here is The Carter | |
| Serve it while it's hot out the pot to your mama | |
| And Slim tell me ain't nobody hotter | |
| But get your boys some different sauce, I want the whole enchilada | |
| I got 'em by the collar, watch me drop 'em | |
| On the head at the bottom | |
| You ain't gotta shoot 'em cause I already shot 'em | |
| And I ain't gotta get 'em cause I already got 'em | |
| Get 'em |
| zuo ci : Batman, Carter, Tmix | |
| Intro | |
| So you made it this far, Heh | |
| We upstairs, I let you up here | |
| You special, Marley, don' t shoot | |
| You know what this is? | |
| Still The Carter 2 people x2 | |
| Yeah, you still in the carter 2 people | |
| Hey yeah | |
| Lil Wayne | |
| All I have in this world is a pistol and a promise | |
| A fist full of dollars, a list full of problems | |
| I' ll address them like P. O. Boxes | |
| Yeah I' m from New Orleans, the Creole cockpit | |
| We so out of it, zero tolerance | |
| Gangsta gumbo, I' ll serve ' em a pot of it | |
| I' m wealthy, still fuckin wit that block shit | |
| Wet your ass up, head to feet til your sock a drip | |
| Don' t strip, you might fall and bust your ass | |
| No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener to cut the grass | |
| I hear ' em but they talking under mass | |
| Stop throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass | |
| That' s Cash Money, honey pie | |
| We ain' t runnin, we don' t hide sayin fuck the other side | |
| Don' t get caught on it, this the dailiest grind | |
| I' ll put your heart on it and walk on it | |
| The chalks only for the art homie | |
| How they trace ya after I erase ya | |
| Look around, we at war and you still in preparation | |
| I' m riding for them reperations, No patience | |
| Slow paper is better than no paper | |
| Fast money don' t last too long, you gotta pace it | |
| You gotta know that paper | |
| If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that paper | |
| Gotta know that photo fobia, no kodak moments | |
| Feds walls with my pictures on ' em | |
| Nah, I ain' t even in the school yearbook | |
| I don' t do too much posin, got a cool killer look | |
| Career crook, get your career took | |
| I' m back like a brizeer hook | |
| Bitch cheer, camoflauge gear, the hunter' s here | |
| Better play it by ear, you ain' t nothing but a deer | |
| Around here and this here is The Carter | |
| Serve it while it' s hot out the pot to your mama | |
| And Slim tell me ain' t nobody hotter | |
| But get your boys some different sauce, I want the whole enchilada | |
| I got ' em by the collar, watch me drop ' em | |
| On the head at the bottom | |
| You ain' t gotta shoot ' em cause I already shot ' em | |
| And I ain' t gotta get ' em cause I already got ' em | |
| Get ' em |
| zuò cí : Batman, Carter, Tmix | |
| Intro | |
| So you made it this far, Heh | |
| We upstairs, I let you up here | |
| You special, Marley, don' t shoot | |
| You know what this is? | |
| Still The Carter 2 people x2 | |
| Yeah, you still in the carter 2 people | |
| Hey yeah | |
| Lil Wayne | |
| All I have in this world is a pistol and a promise | |
| A fist full of dollars, a list full of problems | |
| I' ll address them like P. O. Boxes | |
| Yeah I' m from New Orleans, the Creole cockpit | |
| We so out of it, zero tolerance | |
| Gangsta gumbo, I' ll serve ' em a pot of it | |
| I' m wealthy, still fuckin wit that block shit | |
| Wet your ass up, head to feet til your sock a drip | |
| Don' t strip, you might fall and bust your ass | |
| No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener to cut the grass | |
| I hear ' em but they talking under mass | |
| Stop throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass | |
| That' s Cash Money, honey pie | |
| We ain' t runnin, we don' t hide sayin fuck the other side | |
| Don' t get caught on it, this the dailiest grind | |
| I' ll put your heart on it and walk on it | |
| The chalks only for the art homie | |
| How they trace ya after I erase ya | |
| Look around, we at war and you still in preparation | |
| I' m riding for them reperations, No patience | |
| Slow paper is better than no paper | |
| Fast money don' t last too long, you gotta pace it | |
| You gotta know that paper | |
| If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that paper | |
| Gotta know that photo fobia, no kodak moments | |
| Feds walls with my pictures on ' em | |
| Nah, I ain' t even in the school yearbook | |
| I don' t do too much posin, got a cool killer look | |
| Career crook, get your career took | |
| I' m back like a brizeer hook | |
| Bitch cheer, camoflauge gear, the hunter' s here | |
| Better play it by ear, you ain' t nothing but a deer | |
| Around here and this here is The Carter | |
| Serve it while it' s hot out the pot to your mama | |
| And Slim tell me ain' t nobody hotter | |
| But get your boys some different sauce, I want the whole enchilada | |
| I got ' em by the collar, watch me drop ' em | |
| On the head at the bottom | |
| You ain' t gotta shoot ' em cause I already shot ' em | |
| And I ain' t gotta get ' em cause I already got ' em | |
| Get ' em |
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