S. Carter (feat. Amil)

Let's rock to

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Nope you can't see 'em though you got plans to be him

Pay homage if by chance you meet him

In his pants pocket, your advance in pedium

It's the undisputed champ, being

For clique, dough sick, no medicine for us

Competition like I said in the chorus, let me spell it out for ya

Jay to the Amil, A to the Y stay real fuck how they feel, aha aha

That's how we put it down, aha aha y'all gonna get it now

Chip off the old block resemble my old pops

Accept I tote glocks and open dope spots and I shut down rap crews

Smack them cats who flash tools, laugh at fake ballers with bad jewels

I'll tell you once, this is shit you should've of knew

Jigga what? Jigga, Jigga who? Okay

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

I'm a Roc-a-fella soldier, I thought I told ya

Hustler, **** move weight like Oprah

Drive wide body, twenty-inch big motor

No tints, make no mistake y'all it's Hova

I stay sportin' played Jordan's before Jordan

Verses tight, hooks harder than Ken Norton

Musically touching you

Truthfully I abuse beats better call BCW

I make my mother move

So I have no problem coming around the old way

Sluggin' you, that's what a thug'll do, thuggin', bust techs

A suspect dangerous, and I love rough sex, yeah, that's what's up

Even when I'm asleep the gats is up

Paranoid like Sunny drive backing up

But I'm from Bed-Stay, killa with the flow

Let lead fly from out the four-four, motherfuckers

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Competition is none I remain at the top like the sun

And I burn whoever come in my chambers of torture

The flame gonna spark ya

Blood stain the tarp, but remains they chalk ya

Don't try to smooth talk us, you got nothing to offer

But the baby nine and make ya fine offer

The chick is ill even with four-inch heels

No panties on and Patricia Fields

I get down, just name the time, the place

We could take it back to Vaseline on our face

On a regular day we just gleam up your space

Rock our own line, got our whole team laced

RW with the torch on my jeans by the waist

Without heat we still gonna steam up the place

Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

S. Carter y'all must try harder, competition is, nada

Ladies scream, papa, **** can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no