[DJ Drop – DJ Khaled] You're not gonna believe this They still tryna put a ceiling on our greatness So we took the fuckin' ceiling off What you think they can stop this? No Ceilings 3, B Side They don't want us to give you No Ceilings 3 So we give you No Ceilings 3, B Side You can't put a ceiling on our greatness So we took the fuckin' ceiling off Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled No Ceilings 3, B Side Another one, ‘pon your head
[Verse 1 – Lil Wayne] Five white girls but they not Spice Girls Just some hot girls who like to snort white girl I'm in a all black Coupe likе Dark Knight, girl These herе Jimmy Choos, not Off-Whites, girl Five AKs and they pop, NSYNC Got five lil' baes and they pop and drink If it's not bright pink then it's not my drink These bright white links make your eyesight weak Runnin' through a bag like YouTube money New Orleans nigga, got beaucoup money I voodoo somethin', I wish you would do somethin' Milkin' this shit like the Yoo-Hoo bunny Got the private plane lit and the Bluetooth runnin' Tunechi gon' spit like a new tooth comin' Everybody 5 like the FUBU company Whole bunch of zeros like a new bag of Funyuns Tunechi got shottas like Buju Banton Bullets that will shoot through mountains Talkin' that shit and I Doo Doo Brown 'em I punish these boys, I ground 'em Yeah, and these funny-ass boys, I clowned 'em I'm laughin' so hard, laugh louder Yeah, Young Money so raw, no condom No teeth, just jaws, just tonsils Fuck everything that they say about me I done fucked every bad bitch that stay on South Beach Money talk, mine just gave a nice speech Just laid a bitch down like Laila Ali Sittin' in the throne, tryna stay in my seat It cost to be the boss, bitch payin' my fee Only smoke blunts, give the J to wifey Every now and then, I might hit the J like Kyrie The ones that hate me the most look just like me You tatted up and say that they GOATs, just like me If I inspired you, that's so inspirin' That Nina work for me, that hoe can get fired Golf Wang Converse, I'm Lil Tyler Might skate in 'em, might not even rock 'em Bad bitch, nice top, nice bottom Fuck her with my chains on, she melt the ice out 'em Superstar shit, smellin' like roses Superstar dick, spread it like COVID Flag red as fuck, but I'm golden Casket lit, was up and I closed it Opp dead, this Hell and I'm Satan Thousand bullet shells, yeah I'm blatant No Ceilings, she's stargazin' Dead presidents, reincarnated Tyler Herro, workin' on my jumper I need a shero, fuckin' Wonder Woman No Ceilings, third times a charm Nigga, I don't fuck with you like Big Sean
[Verse 2 – Big Sean] Fuck what's on your tomb, it's carved in stone Just like statues of me when I'm gone Artists, yeah, artillery get drawn Boy I goes in like outside was a storm Upgraded, this ain't even my final form Can't say you ain't been warned, you ain't on what I've been on I live and breathe and die by this That life shit, it just don't sit on my charm Take my kindness for weakness then you not strong Whole city remind me when I'm gone When I was down bad, I didn't complain I was at the bottom right where I belong If you don't climb to the top, you're not as strong Weezy, that's my twin but we both one of one I can teach you how to get it one on one When you ball like this, hoe it's not a game But I'm goin' insane all '21 Bitch think we dated off a one-and-done And the human race, if it's not a race It's a quest, a journey, but I'm fuckin' facin' All the problems that I keep on runnin' from Got a hitlist, checklist, to-do list, guest list Super bad bitch list, I don't need a wish list I'm already gifted, I'm done giving forgiveness The ones that hate me the most ain't nothin' like me I could never hate nobody I ain't met or seen Blue Grass girl, ever since I cut her down She been havin' wetter dreams, drop the mic, let it sing I've been ready for the war and whatever that will bring Sure, my niggas don't engage and they still let it ring (brr) Got back up with me and we movin' in sync Got killer instincts, but I spit that vaccine I'm only hittin' raw if I hit a couple times Already with the rubber and the shit didn't stink Had a chain, gave my brother, we forever in a link Gonna roll on the world, let's travel Well you gotta pay a toll, hmm-hmm, yeah, whatever that means Weezy said: “kill 'em man, fuck all that booty shit” I'm on that brutal shit When I say next year is our year, hoe watch what we do to it Ten plus in and I can't let go Just like my girl doin' stupid shit This a lot of y'all that owe me a check, respect and publishing Yeah, a whole slew and shit I'm in euphoria with a young thing and she poppin' like Rue and shit Me and Weezy beat the beat like we Ken and Ryu and shit I used to hesitate, took my heart Told my head: “lil' bitch quit playin' and do this shit” When you on like this Every bad bitch come around with ass and titties Need that double R when you go rags to riches Need some R&R but now we back to bidness, lil' bitch Yeah, lil' fuckin' bitch
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