Carolina Agents
Lyrics
Bert nasty stinking, get a cup Get a cup, get to drinking Pullin' up in them big red [unverified] trucks They ask what the f**k was y'all thinkingfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
east coast rap rootsr&b influences
rock influences
headnodic beats
vocal samples
clear pronunciation
street talkin' lyrics
party rhymes
boastin' lyrics
the use of chordal patterning
a tight kick sound
acoustic drum samples
wah-wah guitar
electric guitars
the heavy use of R&B samples
use of strings
a dry recording sound
production by a famous producer
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Mean ball hard for the rest of the year The haters be like, "Give it a rest already" Big Do is in the house so checks are heavy Kickin' the truth and just sticking to the doctrine We trunk y'all like Shaq with Kobe 9th wonder's the editor, Pooh's the predator Come through with the crew I don't give a fuck 'bout how you and ya man feel Televised nationwide like insurance (Let 'em know) 'Cause we always make the play in the house Might wanna call ya bet off Get a chick, get a Days Inn And C Simms is holding the camera extra steady (Ya know) And if you get scared, you will get served I'm here to tell you, failure is not an option Streets are watchin' people plottin' I will settle for anything less than homie And they know we be makin' noise Bert nasty stinking, get a cup Throwin' it down, couple rounds get let off Through ya defense and it's a celebration With this joint we 'bout to set off Ten years later still be a laughing stock They ask what the fuck was y'all thinking Got bitches back naked like it's hot in here Get a cup, get to drinking Everytime Phonte come in ya town Come through with the crew The beats are droppin', verses ready If you scared say you scared I can smell the fear nigga They ask, "Why them boys so flagrant?" Bert nasty stinking, get a cup Get a chick, get a Days Inn Gunning, like [unverified] and them Come through with the crew Every time you can read it in my sentence Carolina Agents, get a flick You can fold if ya wanna, this lukewarm summer Pray repentence, niggaz is comin' young'n Pullin' up in them big red [unverified] trucks Pullin' up in them big red [unverified] trucks In commemoration of his penetration See Pooh gon' step back and start warying them And they know we be makin' noise Niggaz running, man there's only 30 sold? 'Cuz my team break-fast like IHOP And you too will feel a aftershock Carolina Agents, get a flick My God, my squad, go hard Songwriters: Phonte Lyshod Coleman, Patrick Denard Douthit, Thomas Jones And they know we be makin' noise Pullin' up in them big red [unverified] trucks But Tay is the creditor I'ma make 'em pay Get a cup, get to drinking Publishers: BIG POOH MUSIC, HITCO MUSIC, IMAGINE NATION MUSIC, IT'S A WONDERFUL WORLD OF MUSIC, MUSIC OF WINDSWEPT Get a cup, get to drinking My, pro image throwback vintage Get a chick, get a Days Inn NC's in a state of emergency Yo, I will not lose and if you thought They ask what the fuck was y'all thinking Remind young Do of junkyard LB is in the house and we keep it poppin' They ask, "Why them boys so flagrant?" They ask what the fuck was y'all thinking (Ya know) Of when everybody cheerin' for me in the Skybox (Ha) (Yes, yes, get it poppin') 'Cuz when I'm on stage it's hard to stand still I got news to the 3rd degree I ride with it shiznit's wicked Bert nasty stinking, get a cup And we callin' niggaz out like graduation day The fix is in and y'all can't contend They ask, "Why them boys so flagrant?" Carolina Agents, get a flick Mind over pretend I did it with no gimmicks


