Yo! Yo Inf' did this This right is crazy I-I feel big! You-know I Not, not big in the sense of weight, you know what I Like weight or, nothing like that colossal, like you know what I mean? Like, ahh I you were looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me have you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard somebody say church, need a suit I'ma need a coupe, I wont need a than Beetle juice, Beetle juice, be-the-juice
I got the floor, I'm see the roof Didn't wear a So I got and you can see the Proof Blind eyes colored guide me and see the if Stevie do?
But I'ma leave it to God, not Beaver, you Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and you? Man, I got Summer hating on me cause I'm hotter the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I never sprung
Winter hating on me cause I'm colder than And I would never, I would never, I never Fall I'm being by the seasons So fuck ya'll who for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Who's asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll asshole niggas been on the shit, I flush And watch it go down the quick Two words you never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause Wayne win, and lose I call them Babies, cause they Fools And when snooze, we up up, like a paraplegia
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and yellow thang, old school Atlanta I'm from Collipark, but I'm from Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my role and I play it And I wear it well on my Scale I suck a pussy, a pussy, leave it there Long hair even care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case you're
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and now I'm back again! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been about me? In case you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Queen Bee, as I share mic time my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is not why we came? And if not, then why bother?
no mercy in Murcielago's I'm far from being the that Marcy had fathered Now my name's being with the martyrs The Biggie's and the and the Marley's and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a Molotov Flow even if you box well can't the blows Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The dope boy just off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while just stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, that's right, I took so much change from this rap game, your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and I'ma go so of soft Off the Richter, Hector Camacho, man, Randy Far from average, above quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I rise And I pass say, "What up, killer man?" Stop up my past! And next time you Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z forget Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me have you been?) Yo! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me where you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, I leave this Earth (Tell me have you been?) It's gonna be on both feet, never in the dirt (They been asking, they searching they been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but when I squeeze it
Fine, we lose two lives, and mines any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve At the funeral parlor, tears down my sleeve Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter