Carolina Agents Little Brother

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, check it, uh

[Hook: Phonte (Rapper Big Pooh)]
Dirt nasty stinking
Get it up, get a cup, get a drink and
Rolling up in them big red Lincoln trucks
They ask, "What the fuck was y'all thinking?"
(Uh, Carolina agents)
(Get a flick, get a chick, hit a Days Inn)
(Come through with the crew, and we making)
(Noise, they ask, "Why them boys is so flagrant?")

[Verse 1: Phonte]
Might want to call your bet off, fix is in
And y'all can't contend with this joint we 'bout to set off
Every time Phonte come in your town
And start throwing it down, a couple rounds get let off
In commemoration of, his penetration
Through your defense and it's a celebration when
Everybody cheering for me in the skybox
'Cause my team break fast like IHOP
And if you get scared, you will get served
Televised Nationwide, like insurance
And you too can feel a aftershock
Ten years later, still be a laughing stock
'Cause we always make the play, in the house
And we calling niggas out like graduation day
9th Wonder's the editor, and Pooh's the predator
But 'Te's the creditor, I'mma make them pay, you know? Come on