The Great McCarthy Songtext
"McCarthy won't do business with us
Everyone knows he's using powerboats to bring the stuff in, but no one knows how
He just doesn't want us racing with him, you know?
And if we do get in the race, it's a $25,000 ante
Win or take all
Let's get to it here, Izzy
Lewis McCarthy
Right, Lewis McCarthy
The dude is known as the Tintoretto of smugglers"
Everyone knows he's using powerboats to bring the stuff in, but no one knows how
He just doesn't want us racing with him, you know?
And if we do get in the race, it's a $25,000 ante
Win or take all
Let's get to it here, Izzy
Lewis McCarthy
Right, Lewis McCarthy
The dude is known as the Tintoretto of smugglers"
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La Musica de Harry Fraud"
Uh
Counterfeit narcotics, fake bodies 600 SEL, I'm on bribеrs
About performance, nevеr been corny
You can't deter me from it if I want it
Might not see eye to eye with my homies
I pray we live long enough to smoke on it
Got boats right behind where my home is
Rent buck motherfucker, I own shit
King Tut 500 with the gold trim get low
Submarines in the ocean that's a nice riff
Hoodie and a blowfish
I only want to be with you street value
12 keys with these motherfucking beats Got a view of the coral reef
Brought sand to the beach
Fucking all these other freaks
Too rich to sleep, motherfucker
So many cars, so many broads, so many walls
I'm living large
My backyard, a hundred yards
So many scars, but no awards and no applause
That ain't what I'm in it for
Where my money, dawg?
So many cars, so many broads
So many walls
I'm living large
My backyard, a hundred yards
So many scars, but no awards and no applause
That ain't what I'm in it for
Where my money, dawg?
So fucking insane
Yeah, yeah
Black
All
Ways
To
Get
All
You
Always
Take it
Rule number one
Don't talk about me, Ron
Yo, nigga
Yeah
Yeah
That's it
That's it
That's it
That's what that boy needed, man
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La Musica de Harry Fraud"
Uh
Counterfeit narcotics, fake bodies 600 SEL, I'm on bribеrs
About performance, nevеr been corny
You can't deter me from it if I want it
Might not see eye to eye with my homies
I pray we live long enough to smoke on it
Got boats right behind where my home is
Rent buck motherfucker, I own shit
King Tut 500 with the gold trim get low
Submarines in the ocean that's a nice riff
Hoodie and a blowfish
I only want to be with you street value
12 keys with these motherfucking beats Got a view of the coral reef
Brought sand to the beach
Fucking all these other freaks
Too rich to sleep, motherfucker
So many cars, so many broads, so many walls
I'm living large
My backyard, a hundred yards
So many scars, but no awards and no applause
That ain't what I'm in it for
Where my money, dawg?
So many cars, so many broads
So many walls
I'm living large
My backyard, a hundred yards
So many scars, but no awards and no applause
That ain't what I'm in it for
Where my money, dawg?
So fucking insane
Yeah, yeah
Black
All
Ways
To
Get
All
You
Always
Take it
Rule number one
Don't talk about me, Ron
Yo, nigga
Yeah
Yeah
That's it
That's it
That's it
That's what that boy needed, man
