Birdman - This is the Carter lyrics

[Hook: Mannie Fresh] Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and playas Half a** rappers and true rhyme sayers This is the Carter, so hold onto your teenage daughter Because this is the Carter, a lot more rich and a whole lot smarter Wayne in ya brain, Young Carter Wayne in ya brain, Young Carter [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Who am I? Young Wizzle for shizzle Flow sicker than a third floor in hospitals My charm starburst, my watch skittles I'm hot sizzle, "what up, hot bizzle?" Holla at a playa, I'm sorta like BD Y'all can't stop my dribble, or block the lay-ups Soft top the Coupe, mami pop her too Don't chase the feeling, baby girl, let it come to you Remove the ceiling on the girl, now she comfortable I'm a world-cla** G, mami: f** wit dude I got "La-Z-Boy bank": that's comfort loot I'm a offensive coordinator, run and shoot You watch your grill what you ought to do Fore' your ribs get barbecued And my ribs is showing I say I'm starving dude This, this, this, this, this is the Carter dude What up Reel, c'mon [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I'm the Birdman, Birdman Jr. b**h I be high in the sky, sh** on you and your b**h I be flyer than your guy you need to lose the prick Now if you follow everything, just grab a wing And we could shh All the way down to the mall and bet I buy it all Young Mar' picture the broad lick All the way down to the balls then she wipe it off If getting money is wrong I ain't right at all I Young Money a car, I just write it off I'm the boss of my own sh**, I'm my own clique I would say "f** you", but go and get your own dick Get your game up, boy, hustle harder This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this Get your game up, boy, hustle harder This, this, this, this, this, this is the Carter [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] And y'all better blame Baby Cause he's the muthaf**a that made me, and I'm crazy! And y'all ask why I never left the Navy Cause he's the motherf**a that pay me, is you crazy? Young, Young, Young Wizzle, baby Give you your issue, Nina wanna kiss you No, no, no, me no want no bullsh** So, so stop baller-blocking cause a n***a hood rich And I floss every day because I could b**h So holla at your boy cause I'm still on some hood sh** Like, like, like what's really good with your mom or your little boy And your sister looking good, sh**, sh** I'm still Apple Eagle Weezle 1-7 Hollygrove, never ever leave you I got y'all waiting on my sequel This, this, this, this, this, this is the Carter people [Hook]