Tha Carter II - Fly Out

We here
I said we here
The back of Tha Carter
The back of Tha Carter....Two....Ooooh
Yea....This here is....the end of Tha Carter Two people
HEY! HaHa.Yea

[Verse 1]
I got the game on ball and chain
I threw the key in the train
Im like the key in the truck
I spent a G on these frames though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you niggaz like a fuckin psychic
Hearing through the grapevine niggaz wanna hate mine
Say my name and die in the daytime You catch my drift man you better be Peyton
Boy the heats on they make a peace bond
Im in this bitch throwing up the seventeenth sign
Straight frowns no daps strapped three times
A Tec-11 AK 47 one Beretta ready for whatever
Tell them pussy niggaz come together
Heavy wetter nigga super soaker wetter nigga
Six feet under flowers you aint nothing but a petal nigga
Im just a little nigga trying to be a civil nigga
Thirty years old shit thatll be a different nigga
Quit it Wayne your Mom is listenin
But she aint really trippin cause the pots is pissed in
Them niggaz trippin until the shots whistling
Hear them bullets sizzle like a cobra at attention
I gotta bitch and quit callin women bitches