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๐Ÿ‘ค lil wayne โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ No Ceilings Dedication โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:10
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

No Ceilings
Oh okay, I got this chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
Two V8's ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti
Bitch I'm bad, I'm worse
I'll pass the Purp
Don't fuck with me cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk
I swear I be the sickest nigga, you can ask the nurse
And if you throw it in the bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse
Okay I spazz, I curse
You last, I'm first
I'm on your ass like dirt
Behind that cash, get murked
I'm talking big shit nigga, join my hit list nigga
What's the matter? check your bladder, I'm the shit-piss nigga
Shoot the wit-ness, nigga
Whole court in the streets
And convict this nigga
Oh dickless nigga
Man I'm running with the blucka
Young Money motherfucker
You bet we gonna do our thing
Well ain't it sunny in the summer
And we coming for the comers
And whoever among us
And you know I'mma bust my ass until my crew very humongous
I say T.I hold your head
And Mack hold your head
Wish I could but I can't say some other names cause of the Feds
And to my bloods, code red
Man you know how we play it
And if it cost to be the boss, oh well I guess I got to pay
I'm a New Orleans nigga, I don't take no shit
Take the brain off the whip now it don't make no sense
Stunt hard on these bitches I ain't promise tomorrow
Now when they kicking it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
Flute rolling killing plants, the Lil Tune shop of horror
And we roll them bitches thick, make them look like Tocarra
Man I'm to much for these nigga's and three much for these hoes
The world is in my hands, and I keep my hands closed
I love my baby mama's, they get my highest honor
Got to take care of them kids, man I know you heard Obama
And I live on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
I just tell my pilot to land it in my backyard
Quarter back shot gun, you don't get any sack yards
Bitch I ball hard, breaking all the back boards
Pretty boy Floyd, step up I will crack yours
And even at the white house we pull up at the back doors
Walk around like I'm thirty feet tall
Tiger Wood's all these hoes trying' birdie these balls
And the Porches 911 like emergency cars
Man I just be chilling, I'm cool like Lou Rawl
Young Money in the building, I'm putting up new walls
Nigga take your Mrs. Officer and set some new laws
My flow is like rubbing two logs
Young Mula, we the new shit and new drawers
Uh, now get off my dick, I ain't fucking witcha
Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a money pistol
Weezy beat the beat up like Sonny Liston
Red bones do me good then her friend, her sister
I mean her bitch, she never met her best friend's sister
I leave her pussy Micro-soft like Windows Vista
Young Tuneche, pop that cucci for a goon hold
Bullet in you boys memory, now you act like you don't know
East side who I do it for, Eagle Street right by the store
Katrina wiped the city out but couldn't fuck with Hollygrove
Lost some real niggas I knew from a long time ago
But heaven or hell I hopin' that they will be where I'mma go
Take a nigga gal and make her come give me a private show
Still long hair, don't care like a Navajo
I'm the hardest shit go in your ass and search
I smash this verse, then I swag and surf
No Ceilings!
Ahahaha

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:19.56] No Ceilings
[00:22.04]
[00:32.21] Oh okay, I got this chrome on this Bugatti
[00:34.71] I'm strong in this Bugatti
[00:36.54] Two V8's ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti
[00:39.61] Bitch I'm bad, I'm worse
[00:41.34] I'll pass the Purp
[00:42.82] Don't fuck with me cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk
[00:46.17] I swear I be the sickest nigga, you can ask the nurse
[00:49.61] And if you throw it in the bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse
[00:52.73] Okay I spazz, I curse
[00:54.62] You last, I'm first
[00:56.33] I'm on your ass like dirt
[00:57.91] Behind that cash, get murked
[00:59.64] I'm talking big shit nigga, join my hit list nigga
[01:02.78] What's the matter? check your bladder, I'm the shit-piss nigga
[01:05.91] Shoot the wit-ness, nigga
[01:08.08] Whole court in the streets
[01:09.78] And convict this nigga
[01:11.15] Oh dickless nigga
[01:12.84] Man I'm running with the blucka
[01:14.50] Young Money motherfucker
[01:16.14] You bet we gonna do our thing
[01:17.91] Well ain't it sunny in the summer
[01:19.59] And we coming for the comers
[01:21.26] And whoever among us
[01:22.92] And you know I'mma bust my ass until my crew very humongous
[01:26.22] I say T.I hold your head
[01:28.04] And Mack hold your head
[01:29.78] Wish I could but I can't say some other names cause of the Feds
[01:32.94] And to my bloods, code red
[01:34.48] Man you know how we play it
[01:36.14] And if it cost to be the boss, oh well I guess I got to pay
[01:39.44] I'm a New Orleans nigga, I don't take no shit
[01:42.89] Take the brain off the whip now it don't make no sense
[01:46.19] Stunt hard on these bitches I ain't promise tomorrow
[01:49.55] Now when they kicking it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
[01:52.74] Flute rolling killing plants, the Lil Tune shop of horror
[01:56.21] And we roll them bitches thick, make them look like Tocarra
[01:59.53] Man I'm to much for these nigga's and three much for these hoes
[02:02.86] The world is in my hands, and I keep my hands closed
[02:06.45] I love my baby mama's, they get my highest honor
[02:09.65] Got to take care of them kids, man I know you heard Obama
[02:13.00] And I live on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
[02:16.86] I just tell my pilot to land it in my backyard
[02:20.30] Quarter back shot gun, you don't get any sack yards
[02:23.59] Bitch I ball hard, breaking all the back boards
[02:26.86] Pretty boy Floyd, step up I will crack yours
[02:30.78] And even at the white house we pull up at the back doors
[02:33.97] Walk around like I'm thirty feet tall
[02:36.33] Tiger Wood's all these hoes trying' birdie these balls
[02:39.72] And the Porches 911 like emergency cars
[02:43.17] Man I just be chilling, I'm cool like Lou Rawl
[02:46.46] Young Money in the building, I'm putting up new walls
[02:49.74] Nigga take your Mrs. Officer and set some new laws
[02:52.86] My flow is like rubbing two logs
[02:56.61] Young Mula, we the new shit and new drawers
[03:00.16] Uh, now get off my dick, I ain't fucking witcha
[03:03.78] Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a money pistol
[03:07.56] Weezy beat the beat up like Sonny Liston
[03:10.75] Red bones do me good then her friend, her sister
[03:13.63] I mean her bitch, she never met her best friend's sister
[03:17.14] I leave her pussy Micro-soft like Windows Vista
[03:20.60] Young Tuneche, pop that cucci for a goon hold
[03:23.78] Bullet in you boys memory, now you act like you don't know
[03:26.84] East side who I do it for, Eagle Street right by the store
[03:29.99] Katrina wiped the city out but couldn't fuck with Hollygrove
[03:33.33] Lost some real niggas I knew from a long time ago
[03:36.88] But heaven or hell I hopin' that they will be where I'mma go
[03:39.91] Take a nigga gal and make her come give me a private show
[03:43.36] Still long hair, don't care like a Navajo
[03:46.75] I'm the hardest shit go in your ass and search
[03:49.96] I smash this verse, then I swag and surf
[03:52.82] No Ceilings!
[03:57.05] Ahahaha
[03:57.90]

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