[Intro - Lil Wayne] No Ceilings motherfucker Uhh, alright, uh huh, alright, uh
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Nice tires on the Ghini You should want to king me Brain dead flow, vegetable zucchini I live on the beach She walk around in her bikini Girls are like school And I cut them like seniors I’m here to distinguish The bears from the penguins Life is just a gap Get some money in between it Glocks like police Pumps like fenas This beat getting totalled Pam, Keisha, Kema Sitting on the world Thinking about a girl Pistol on my side Paint you like mural Dig in my pocket Pulled out the party Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party Ho-Hollygrove shit, I’m on my Hollygrove shit Looking for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick Big bad flow Weezy, fuck the police’s Church like a choir and a couple of old priest’s Elevator in my crib cause its five floors I’m not expecting you to have one inside yours, haha Vince Young, suicide doors, haha Life’s a bitch, and I’d die for her
[Verse 2 - Short Dawg] I have the type of flow niggas don’t have to like My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don’t have to write The way I’m eating niggas wish they had my appetite Straight up out of Texas and I’m major like apple white I pour a four then I hit the exit door Take a trip to Macy’s cop the whole second floor Whores smell the scent of money coming out my pores Yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue bore I made it from a flyer to the Forbes Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flyer than the store Dropping babies out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat Got your son looking up to me like I’m 6 feet Your daughter needs someone to save her, not me I knocking hoes down like Leila Ali Try me and I’mma put the toaster to your kidney Then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney God Damn, it’s No Ceilings like a Coliseum Candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea The way I’m leaning, I’mma nod if I stand still Flow harder than an anvil, Short
[Verse 3 - Gudda Gudda] Okay, it’s Gudda hoe All about my bills like Buffalo Your bitch under my sheets I heard she was an undercover hoe Purple got me moving slow Like I’m in a snail race Pop, pop, pop, 3 shots to the head Then I pick up my shell case Leave them with a pale face Yes, I am a Young Money goon Your girl like a motion picture, she gonna be cumming soon I do her something rude, I pop her like balloons I pass her off to Millz, then drop her off to Tune Couple screws lose, you don’t want to play with him This is No Ceilings bitch, roofless like a stadium We shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in You want us in ya club, well nigga pay us then All grey BM, I’m getting for my baby M She told me get the money and count it for me when I rake it in Don’t play no games hoe You know my name hoe G-U-D-D-A, propane flowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
