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Album: Tha Carter VI (Bonus) · 3:24

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Carter VI

Ayo, the coc- whiter, the rope chain brighter
The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper
The dope-game lifer, her throat game nicer
The propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up
I'm blinged up, shirt off, b-, I'm inked up, don't blink once
Sip pink punch, she drink n-, she eat d-, I bring lunch
Say she 'bout that action, I'ma f- her 'til she scream, "Cut"

Whoa now, one shot, knock his door down
Silencer on, no sound, catch him with his nose down and wipe it
This game is a -, you gotta price it 'fore you wife it
Nothin' gettin' between me and the team, not even a hyphen

You a dead man walkin', it's a madman talkin'
Leave his body in the garbage, left the trash man nauseous
Eatin' on these streets like a fat man starvin'
And the semi go brrt like I pressed fast-forward, motherf-

Disclaimer, plenty paper
Play with somebody safer
Black mask on, Darth Vader
Send the money now, kill 'em later
- know they can't out pace her
New York Nick, LA Laker
That's what you call a game changer
She don't like me, can you blame her?

Can you blame her? I am the main her
Word to the baby in the manger
Swerve on these -, no indicator
Cake for days, I don't need a baker
One Barbiana, Vogue Italiana
The best dressed just shut down Met Galiana
They won't go farther, h- ain't got fathers
Don't call me mother, you h- ain't my daughters

Every season Anna Wintour, 10-4
Gag City for the win tour
We outside smoking indoor
Bitch, is you deaf? I'm signing at the in-store
Jamaica, Queens -
You reap what you sow, ya better get a seamstress
When I dead 'em, I don't double back, peace, -!
Say you pushing P, ok, rest in P, -!

'Bout to cop you slides, all you do is flip-flop
If I send a pic of Shannon, you ain't that Sharpe
'Cause you still can't spell Prague and that's horrible
Weezy F Baby and the F is for phenomenal
Man, - already fading like a barber
They know it don't decline so they never face card her
French vanilla hazelnut in my Starbucks
NFL, fire some n- and then call us!

Disclaimer, plenty paper
Play with somebody safer
Black mask on, Darth Vader
Send the money now, kill 'em later
- know they can't out pacer
New York Nick, LA Laker
That's what you call a game changer
She don't like me, can you blame her?

Ayo, the coc- whiter, the rope chain brighter
The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper
The dope-game lifer, her throat game nicer
The propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up
I'm blinged up, shirt off, b-, I'm inked up, don't blink once
Sip pink punch, she drink n-, she eat d-, I bring lunch
Say she 'bout that action, I'ma f- her 'til she scream, "Cut"

Fuck, rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI
I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks
I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, n-
I turned my sons to rich n-
I turned them ones to six figures
My daughter turned away all them b- n-
Ferrari license plate, 666, n-

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