Jay-z - The Lost Carter IV Song lyrics

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Jay-z - The Lost Carter IV Song lyrics

Jay-Z: Turn the muthaf**in music up Yeahhh Yeaaaahhh! I got these n***as Weezy! Heheheheheheheheheheh.... You might cop a watch like mine, homie, but this a different BEZel We both floatin on our yachts homie, but this a different VESssssel The one ya boy ridin on is a little bit more SPESH-ull Cos we both be gettin dough, but homie, Hov makes bigger PRETZels OH.....We ain't count-in the same DEC-i-mals Listen, my n***a, we ain't even speakin the same DEC-i-bels Thought I told ya'll n***as that this rap sh** was my b*tch, fam Plus I 'ready told ya'll, I'm not a HITman, I'm a HIT, maaaaaan Pokerface'd the game n now I'm steady stackin CHIPS, man Use ta FLIP grams, but then it EXpand-ed, sh*t man, look what I WITH-stand-ed Damn....Tell me WHO in HIStory did it like THIS man The Beatles before they DISbanded, maybe MJ, maybe PRINCE man Even Elvis had to BOW DOWN, when his CROWN BOUNCED, look what they FOUND OUT That boy Young ain't the one you COUNT OUT, let's see THAT from a lil n***a DOWN SOUTH n***as talkin breezy n run outta breath n get weezy Thinkin those messages is for themmm jus because they been gettin cc'ed You wanna BATTLE dog? f** that, lets compare catalogs... Compare bank accounts, compare travel logs, compare pa**ports, n THEN have a talk n***as think they got bite, jus cos they have a bark Cos the n***as who ain't got cars will tell you they rather walk...Haa! Yall n***as is avatars....to be honest, I ain't even mad at ch'all You pour ya cup n maf**as jus rather grab a straw..... They like fiends, the way they rock back n forth Like that's a cure...HUH n***as can't act mature..... N everybody think they TU-pack Shakurs n***as brave after two packs a Coors, Two packs? OF COURSE Triple entendre you ba*tards off Soon as our maf**in paths have crossed Who you tryna renegade? You just a Asher Roth Never pushed out the game due to lack a force Plus my n***a Wayne jus adds support....HUH Lil Wayne: Helluh errybuddy it's that n**uhYoung Tunechi Lookit all these n**uhs tryna eat off of muh fruit tree I read a pussay a** muhf**a like a book Bwoy I POP a pussay n**uh...kick his a** like uh foot...hyeeaah n**uh so paid you should call meh Mr Paid Old n**uhs so sour we should call um lemonade b**h I got yachts like a muthf**in dock Tunechi spit so haaawrd they should jus call mehhh Raaawck I pop a p**y n**uh, POP UM POP UM like balloons Damn I sweep a muhf**a off his feet, brooms Bout to blow sh** up once again n**uh, boom You n**uhs is dead to meh like dead people, tombs b**h I go so hard they should call a n**uh Hardy N yall muthaf**as want some beef wit Tune, Arbys So many b**hes in the ruoohm bwoy, bacardi Tunechi is tha tunafish...yall n**uhs is sawrdeens...hyeeack Bwoy Im goin in, you should call meh dil*o Get yuh a** kicked, you should call yuhself field goal Weezy rock so much ice, you should call meh real cold Got so many rings they should call me Bilbo....hyeahhh ...Get yuh a** laid down like floor tile Drizzy got dem sweaters, you should call him young orrhgyle n**uh so hot yuh should call me Atlantuhh N b**h, real B's move in silence like buhnanas n**uh um paid, yuh should call meh Darth Paider Showed muh n**uh Drizzy how to handle light sabers Muhf**a um jus livin life fast forwardin Goin so fast, yuh should call me Flash Gawrdin Weezy F Baby from the city of New Awrlins n**uhs get scared when they hear muh pants roarrrin Shoutout my n**uhs Gudda, Mack Maine n Aurrrbry Young Money bwoy, f** errybody....orgy