Post by hiverec0rds on Aug 20, 2020 10:04:58 GMT -5
TÍTULO: MRS. CARTER
PRODUÇÃO: Tunash Carter
COMPOSIÇÃO: Tunash Carter
GÊNERO: RAP / R&B/ POP
GRAVADORA: HIVE RECORDS
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Tracklist
Clout
Interlude One
Guess Who!?
Interlude Two
Majesty
Interlude Three
Hard To Love
Interlude Resentment
IWTDO
Lullababy for horns
Clout Feat. Jordan Carter
Diamonds on fleek
Bitch, I ain't talking about the heat, oh
Put it on, streets
We straight out the streets
We straight out the streets
Straight out the streets to a penthouse
Straight out the streets to a penthouse, Miami beach (Yayo)
Niggas talk crazy on tweets (Who)
They don't want it 'cause I come to defeat (They don't wanna)
I peep, these niggas all sweet (Weak)
Bamboo sticks all in the Jeep (Brr, brr)
It's a new weirdo every week (Weirdo)
Get the whip, put it up for my seats (Put it up)
No cure for the IG disease (No cure)
Do anything for clout (Anything)
They do anything for clout (Anything)
Do anything for clout (Anything)
They do anything for clout (Clout)
Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo)
They do anything for clout (Anything)
Do anything for clout (Hey)
Bitch, watch your mouth (Watch it)
Bitch, stay in your place (Place)
Bitch, get out the way (Move)
My bitch on your ass, Kim K (Yeah)
No disrespect (Nah)
The nigga be tripping, but we love Ye (He tripping)
Swapping our cars with my bitch
I bought her the Lambo she bought me the Wraith (Swappin')
Practice, practice, practice make perfect
Nigga, it's never too late (Never, never, never)
I took the ssss outta the snake (I took the soul out the snake)
Did not see the bills up out of the bank (Racks)
The blog and the media fake (They fake)
Shorty DM me, I'm straight (I'm straight)
I'm not gon' bite on the bait (Nah)
Sippin' on toxic waste (Look)
On the low with your bitch and it's great (On the low)
Mask on her face, Jason
Run to the set, we in shape (Show)
If I go broke she gone leave, escape (She gone)
I put 2 mill in the safe just in case, don't go my way (no cap)
My kids gotta have money not just me (Facts)
That's selfish (It's selfish)
Oh, I took the crown off the king like Mike did Elvis (Oh, I took it)
Ooh, the world is wild, he dying
Don't lie, that don't help him (World is wild)
Ooh, your bitch want to eat up the drip, and you can not help it
Straight out the streets to a penthouse, Miami beach (Yayo)
Niggas talk crazy on tweets (Who)
They don't want it 'cause I come to defeat (They don't wanna)
I peep, these niggas all sweet (Weak)
Bamboo sticks all in the Jeep (Brr, brr)
There's a new weirdo every week (Weirdo)
Get the whip, put it up for my seats (Put it up)
No cure for the IG disease (No cure)
Do anything for clout (Anything)
They do anything for clout (Anything)
Do anything for clout (Anything)
They do anything for clout (Clout)
Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo)
They do anything for clout (Anything)
Do anything for clout (Hey)
Look, whole lotta people need to hear this (Facts)
It's a lotta names on my hit list (Bap bap)
Mouth still say what it wants to (Woo)
Pussy still wet like a big bitch (Facts, facts)
I should run a whole blog at this rate (Phew)
They using my name for clickbait (Clickbait)
Bitches even wanna start fake beef (Fake beef)
To sell their little weave in the mixtape
They know I'm the bomb, they ticking me off
Saying anything to get a response
I know that mean they traffic is low
Somebody just gotta practice to launch
So fuck being tame, I'd rather be wild
Bitches is Brandy, they wanna be down
Soon as these bitches got something to sell
They say my name, say my name, Destiny Child
Everybody wanna be lit, everybody wanna be rich
Everybody wanna be this, if I was you, I'd hate me bitch
Read my rhymes, nigga, suck my dick
All of that talk and I'm calling it out
Public opinions from private accounts
You not a check, then you gotta bounce
I got the drip, come get an ounce
They do anything for clout (Clout)
They do anything for clout (Whoo)
Bitches is mad, bitches is trash (Errr)
Oscar the Grouch (Grouch)
Seeing me win, they gotta hurt
Ooh, ooh, ouch
Said when they see me, what they gon' do?
Bitch, not from the couch, bah
Do anything for clout (Anything)
They do anything for clout (Anything)
Do anything for clout (Anything)
They do anything for clout (Clout)
Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo)
They do anything for clout (Anything)
Do anything for clout
Interlude One
DIÁLOGO
inglês/português
"Hello, could you talk to the ****?"/ Alô poderia falar com ****?"
"Who do you think you are?"/ "Quem você pensa que é?"
"It will NEVER, NEVER be yours!"/ "Ele Nunca, Nunca vai ser seu!"
Here Becky, Becky, Becky
Guess Who!?
Gang
Woo, yeah
Bitches be pressed (woo)
Bitches be pressed (pressed)
Woo, yeah, yeah, woo
Bitches be pressed (pressed)
They knew how I'm coming, real bitch in the flesh (woo)
Who the fuck she gon' check? (Who?)
She be talking that shit, talkin' out of her neck (brr)
Put blood on her dress (woo)
Bitches be mad when they see Carter step in the spot (whoa)
Said that you 'bout it, we know that you not
I'ma pull up on bitches as soon as I drop
Bought a new foreign, I might cop a yacht (skrrt)
Bitches in my business, they tryna plot (woo)
Hoes poppin' shit like they hot but they not (no)
Just flooded the wrist, the Patek, the watch (whoa)
Niggas be flexing, we know what you got
Carter done had got the game in a knot
Fuckin' your nigga, I got him on lock
This go bang bang like I'm choppin' them chops
Vvs chain, I'm in love with the rocks (whoa)
You said you gon' take it, bitch, you got me chopped (whoa)
They throwin' shade 'cause they see me on top
Tell that bitch to pull up, I'ma send you the drop
Press, press, press, press, press
Cardi don't need more press
Kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest
Walk in, bulletproof vest
Please tell me who she gon' check
Murder scene, Tunash made a mess
Pop up, guess who, bitch?
Pop up, guess who, bitch?
Ding dong
Must be that whip that I ordered (ordered)
And a new crib for my daughter (daughter)
You know a bad bitch gon' spoil her
Got one in New York, need one in Georgia (yeah)
New Bentley truck cost a quarter (quarter)
My money still long like weave (woo)
Pussy still wet like Florida (woo)
Everyone drop on the floor (floor)
She was talkin' but not anymore (no)
Mac to your face like contour (brrt)
This chopper come straight from Dior
Done with the talkin', I'm open to violence
Ask anybody, they know I'm about it
Hashtag whip that ho ass
Fuck around, we gon' start a new challenge (woo)
I come in this bitch and I'm strapped up and ready (vroom)
Ridin' that dick like I'm Tunash Carter
Fuck at your crib, we don't go to no 'telly
I sit on his face whenever I'm ready (woo)
Bitch I'm a freak like Greek (like Greek)
Got the biggest house on my street (my street)
All you little hoes look cheap (look cheap)
They suckin' on my dick with no teeth
Press, press, press, press, press (Carter)
Cardi don't need more press
Kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest (woo)
Walk in, bulletproof vest (yeah)
Please tell me who she gon' check (who?)
Murder scene, Tunash made a mess (whoa)
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Yeah)
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Carter)
Press, press, press, press
Press, press, press, press
Press, press, press, press
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Yeah)
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Carter)
Interlude Two/Majesty
" I can't believe she had that courage...
you know what I'm saying, it's not a clown. What I'll do? I don't know...
I love him so much (Tunash Cry)
About ****?
She deserved her fate...
will disappear"
Majesty
How dare they all mirror my style? (Style)
The boss wants it just to dial (dial)
At the Court, we have fun now (now)
I want to get out of your imagination (imagination)
Yes, actually, I'm the idol of these bitches (idol)
You have to be stupid to make me your rival (rival)
Because I am very powerful (because I am very powerful)
Yes, you are not powerful (yes, you are not powerful)
So say your prayers because you're about to die slowly (die slowly)
Die slowly (die slowly), die slowly (die slowly)
Envy is a disease, die slowly (die slowly)
Die slowly (die slowly), die slowly (die slowly)
Tell her that envy is a disease, die slowly (die slowly)"
Interlude WoopAS
Who does she think she is? Court?
bring back my gun
Is she thinking I am anybody?
(loud laughter)
if she disappears, it wasn't me
Babe, you know what to do
white people problems...
You messed with the wrong person.
where's my food?
Interlude Three
Lauryn Hill Voice
•Class!
Hey, we’ve got some very intelligent women here, man
Do you think you’re too young to really love somebody?
I say it for me, uh, I’m an adult I say, wait
“You’re too young to be in love, this is silly
You’re infatuated or whatever, you got nice jeans
You wear fancy Adidas”, I mean, it might be something I don’t know
Well, you tell me. What’s the difference?
Hard To Love
"Should I assume you didn't mean it like that?
Or should I assume you know exactly how you said it?
You know exactly how you meant it
Should I assume it's me, sweet disposition
Switchin' position, duckin' submission
Or should I assume it's a weekend thing, boy?
You could get ass all week, droppin' that ass
Just think about me, think about me"
And it sounds good, what's the difference if it sound good?
Split the difference if it's still good
What's the difference if it's still good
Just not yours exclusively?
Used to be all good
Trade it up, now it's all bad
Rang it up, credit all bad
Getting on, never saw that
Mystery number, call back
It better not be her again
Know you wish it wasn't
Know you wish I wasn't"
Ooh-ooh, so hard to love (so hard)
Darling, you make it too hard to trust
You keep running from me
I'm scared of love
Make it easy for me
I wanna be, it's difficult for me
I'm scared of love, yeah
And you're hard to trust
(You keep) why you running from me?
I'm backing up
Make it easy for me
Don't wanna be scared to love"
Interlude Resentment
"It was too hard
I was afraid of everything
Fear of loneliness, of friends ... a pain
[car crashing with ambulance sound]
I don't know how I'm here, my world collapsed
I lost the three, she went to travel
I was alone, J *** didn't come home
i'm so scared.
one night he came and said he didn't want anymore.
he had found his life.
but wasn't he supposed to love me?"
Gonna Love Me
And oh, you're gonna love me
You're gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me
Sometimes we say things that we really don't mean
We do things in between the lines
We should do more than stand out
I'm sorry if I made you feel less than who you are
A little insecure, oh, you's a shining star
I wanna spend my nights with you
My life with you, oh baby, babe
Please wait up for me 'til whenever I get home
I know that you're all alone
Thinking 'bout what you're gon' do
I hope that you see it through, ooh, ooh
And oh, you're gonna love me
You're gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me
Sometimes I don't think we really say enough
Why is it so hard to keep in touch
When we're laying right next to each other, baby
We shouldn't read into things so much
Overthinking understanding
Don't let our feeling, change it up
I wanna spend my nights with you
My life with you, oh baby, babe
Please wait up for me 'til whenever I get home
I know that I'm all alone
Thinking 'bout what I'm gon' do
I hope that I see it through, ooh, ooh, yeah
And oh, you're gonna love me
You're gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me
And oh, you're gonna love me
You're gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me
And are you gonna love me
And are you gonna hold me? And squeeze me
Are you gonna love? And squeeze me
And oh, you're gonna love me
You're gonna wanna hug me
Are you gonna hold me
And squeeze me, squeeze me
And oh, you're gonna love me
You're gonna wanna hug me
You're gonna wanna hold me
And squeeze me, and squeeze me
Interlude Sorry
So what are you gonna say at my funeral, now that you've killed me?
Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head.
Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead.
Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted.
Most bomb p*ssy who, because of me, sleep evaded.
Her god listening.
Her heaven will be a love without betrayal. Ashes to ashes, dust to side chicks.
IWTDO
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry)
I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry)
I'm headed to the club (I ain't sorry)
I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain't sorry)
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup (I ain't sorry, I ain't sorry)
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause
Middle fingers up (middle fingers up)
Put them hands high (put them hands high)
Wave it in his face (wave it, wave it in his face)
Tell him: Boy, bye! (Tell him, tell him: Boy, bye)
Let's go
Tell him: Boy, bye! Tell him, tell him: Boy, bye!
Tell him: Boy, bye! Tell him, tell him: Boy, bye!
Tell him: Boy, bye! Tell him, tell him: Boy, bye!
I ain't thinkin' 'bout you
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him: Boy, bye
Tell him: Boy, bye, boy, bye
Middle fingers up, I ain't thinkin' 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
I ain't thinkin' 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No, no, hell nah
Now you wanna say you're sorry
Now you wanna call me crying
Now you gotta see me wilding
Now I'm the one that's lying
And I don't feel bad about it
It's exactly what you get
Stop interrupting my grinding
I can't believe I believed everything we had would last
So young and naive of me to think she was from your past
Foolish of me to dream while you cheat with loose women
It took me some time, but now I am strong
Because I realized I've got
Me, myself, and I
That's all I got in the end
That's what I found out
And it ain't no need to cry
(Me, myself, and I) sing it
(That's all I got in the end)
(That's what I found out) found out
(And it ain't no need to cry) sing it ladies
I took a vow that from now on, I'm gon' be my own best friend
Right, ladies? Yes
I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
But I ain't fucking with nobody
Let's have a toast to the good life
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
We gon' live a good life
Big homie better grow up
Me and my woadies 'bout to stroll up
I see them boppers in the corner
They sneaking out the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call Becky with the good hair
He better call Becky with the good hair
Lullababy for Horns
"I wish I could believe you, then I'll be all right
But now everything you told me really don't apply
To the way I feel inside
Loving you was easy once upon a time
But now my suspicions of you have multiplied
And it's all because you lied"
Just can't seem to get over the way you hurt me
Don't know how you gave another who didn't mean a thing, no
The very thing you gave to me
I thought I could forgive you, and I know you've changed
As much as I wanna trust you, I know it ain't the same
And it's all because you lied"
I'll always remember feeling like I was no good
Like I couldn't do it for you like your mistress could
And it's all because you lied
Loved you more than ever
More than my own life
The best part of me I gave you
It was sacrifice
And it's all because you lied"
I know she was attractive, but I was here first
Been ridin' with you for six years
Why did I deserve to be treated this way by you, you?
I know you're probably thinking "what's up with TC?"
I'm crying, can't stop crying, can't stop crying
You could have told me that you wasn't happy
I know you didn't wanna hurt me
But look what you done to me now
I gotta look at her in her eyes
And see she's had half of me (you lie)
How could you lie? (you lie)"