S Carter Lyrics

S Carter lyrics

[Jay-Z]

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 

 [Jay-Z]

 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 tha Amil

 (A to the Y stay real fuck how they feel, uh-huh, uh-huh)

 That's how we put it down

 (Uh-huh, uh-huh y'all gon get it now)

 Chip off the old block

 Resemble my old pops

 'Cept 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

 

 [Jay-Z]

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no

 I'mma Roc-a-fella soldier

 I thought I told ya

 Hustler, nigga 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 will 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-Stuy, killa with the flow

 Let lead fly from out the four-four, motherfuckers

 

 

 [Jay-Z]

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no

 None I remain at the top like the sun

 And I burn whoever come in my chambers of torture

 The flame gon' spark ya

 Blood stain the tarp

 But remains they chalk ya

 Don't try to smooth talk us

 [Amil](Jay-Z)

 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 gon steam up the place

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

 

 [Jay-Z]

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no

 S-dot-Carter

 Y'all must try harder

 Competition is

 [Amil]

 Nada

 Ladies scream papa

 Niggas can't stop ya

 Competition is

 [Jay-Z]

 No, no, no