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No ceilings muthaf-cker good morning,
d-ck in your mouth while you yawning,
Im goin in, Gudda why they started me,
Marley why they started me,
I’ll bring you to the front door like you ordered me,
back on my b-tch but a lot more rich,
on my poppa bear sh-t, need hot porridge,
gotta a lot more sh-t than you could ever fathom,
a big head n-gga couldn’t even imagine,
the sh-t I do, most doer’s never done,
I’ma f-ck this beat, your b-tch who you better come,
better run this sh-t never run this sh-t,
I still beat your ass like a f-cking drumstick,
Weezy f-cking baby baby make the ladies come quick,
the money can’t fit in my pockets but I bet that gun fit,
and I’m so unfit cos all I eat is rappers,
and these rappers aint sh-t I like my fast food faster,
surp’ got me slow like a turtle round this hoe,
and Im flyer than the highest flying bird around this hoe,
just a word around this hoe, you get served around this hoe,
yeah you can serve like a f-cking ordurve around this hoe,
I don’t slurge around a hoe, no I don’t shine in front no b-tch,
cos after she get off my d-ck I be like find the front door b-tch,
i dont know why the f-ck your b-tch keep coming by and I f-ck your b-tch 100 times what the f-ck your b-tch got on her mind, a f-cking d-ck,
I call her dick head, spicy like a big red, stripey like a big head (?)
your flow sick, my sh-t did, sillier than …soulja boy and arab,
you should see my eleven year old daughter do they dance,
I call it the nay nay dance proud to be nay nay’s dad,
gun on the waistline, leave you in the wasteland,
we are not the same, I am a martian, this is space jam,
no ceilings R-I-P a man, muthf-cking cave man
beating on my chest Young Money Cash Money,
and Im eating all the rest no offence,
sorry if your offended,
riding high like Im on 54 inches,
man Id rather chill with 54 b-tches,
she she look like, she look like eskimo,
lets get mo, lets get mo b-tches
and I be like lets get mo b-tches,
Mr officer stop arresting your b-tches,
stop let the messy hoes mess with yo business,
mickey mouse cheese, hip hop Walt Disney,
shesh gosh ash kash we gash smoking on that Bob Marley,
listening to Pete Tosh,
I do me, no I do three,
at A T I M E, why when we say we young mula,
the bitches leave ya’ll and relay run to us,
and payday comes sooner than later round here,
you see my sharks like I got some bait around here,
hey you better stop the hate around there,
before tommy mack and nina debate around there,
yeah you see it in my face I don’t care,
whole court hearing trial and the case around there,
Im the best thing yet I know I got that thing wet,
evvrybody want be fly but don’t know where there wings at,
ah hu….
Had to pause for a minute and im right back in it like the draws of the woman,
on a scale of 1 – 10 and my girl be a 20,
my girls so bad make a n-gga think he sinning,
my goons so pretty my goons are so with me,
haters got to go on iTunes to go get me
gaters by the doors, … and those grizzly’s
all come at me when Im on the microphone in the,
mic check 2 – 3, Im different like blue pee
and my girls be half naked like Betty Boop Beep
like a hooky, man the boy been riding
and I aint gas’d up because Im more like a hybrid,
you think Im stunting no Im just surviving,
and I’ve been here but my soul is just arriving,
look up in the air, its a crow its a robin,
no ceilings for those Im prescribing,
medication free if the medidation we
smoke some better tasting weed
that you’ll ever taste or see,
S-H-A-R-P as tac hotter than
riding through a dessert on a camel back,
I done bin riding through wherever with the hammer strapped,
I aint lying, I can do whatever if Im planning that,
so I got my guns lets dance like fanny pack,
and we cooked the hard, cut the soft and bring the … back,
mafio b-tch where you muthf-cking family at,
call my n-gga gudda if you trying to get your mami back,
all up in another n-gga woman I be ramming that,
seeing through these see through n-ggas like the …,
hip hop so contaminate, I swear just examine that,
if im such a philanthropist the god to these evangelists,
I dress all Los Angeles but i love miami though,
I am so New Orleans yes I grew pistachios,
dat mean I go nuts at any beat they throw at me,
and the bitches is so at me,
and you know what they throw at me
d-ck in your mouth while you yawning,
Im goin in, Gudda why they started me,
Marley why they started me,
I’ll bring you to the front door like you ordered me,
back on my b-tch but a lot more rich,
on my poppa bear sh-t, need hot porridge,
gotta a lot more sh-t than you could ever fathom,
a big head n-gga couldn’t even imagine,
the sh-t I do, most doer’s never done,
I’ma f-ck this beat, your b-tch who you better come,
better run this sh-t never run this sh-t,
I still beat your ass like a f-cking drumstick,
Weezy f-cking baby baby make the ladies come quick,
the money can’t fit in my pockets but I bet that gun fit,
and I’m so unfit cos all I eat is rappers,
and these rappers aint sh-t I like my fast food faster,
surp’ got me slow like a turtle round this hoe,
and Im flyer than the highest flying bird around this hoe,
just a word around this hoe, you get served around this hoe,
yeah you can serve like a f-cking ordurve around this hoe,
I don’t slurge around a hoe, no I don’t shine in front no b-tch,
cos after she get off my d-ck I be like find the front door b-tch,
i dont know why the f-ck your b-tch keep coming by and I f-ck your b-tch 100 times what the f-ck your b-tch got on her mind, a f-cking d-ck,
I call her dick head, spicy like a big red, stripey like a big head (?)
your flow sick, my sh-t did, sillier than …soulja boy and arab,
you should see my eleven year old daughter do they dance,
I call it the nay nay dance proud to be nay nay’s dad,
gun on the waistline, leave you in the wasteland,
we are not the same, I am a martian, this is space jam,
no ceilings R-I-P a man, muthf-cking cave man
beating on my chest Young Money Cash Money,
and Im eating all the rest no offence,
sorry if your offended,
riding high like Im on 54 inches,
man Id rather chill with 54 b-tches,
she she look like, she look like eskimo,
lets get mo, lets get mo b-tches
and I be like lets get mo b-tches,
Mr officer stop arresting your b-tches,
stop let the messy hoes mess with yo business,
mickey mouse cheese, hip hop Walt Disney,
shesh gosh ash kash we gash smoking on that Bob Marley,
listening to Pete Tosh,
I do me, no I do three,
at A T I M E, why when we say we young mula,
the bitches leave ya’ll and relay run to us,
and payday comes sooner than later round here,
you see my sharks like I got some bait around here,
hey you better stop the hate around there,
before tommy mack and nina debate around there,
yeah you see it in my face I don’t care,
whole court hearing trial and the case around there,
Im the best thing yet I know I got that thing wet,
evvrybody want be fly but don’t know where there wings at,
ah hu….
Had to pause for a minute and im right back in it like the draws of the woman,
on a scale of 1 – 10 and my girl be a 20,
my girls so bad make a n-gga think he sinning,
my goons so pretty my goons are so with me,
haters got to go on iTunes to go get me
gaters by the doors, … and those grizzly’s
all come at me when Im on the microphone in the,
mic check 2 – 3, Im different like blue pee
and my girls be half naked like Betty Boop Beep
like a hooky, man the boy been riding
and I aint gas’d up because Im more like a hybrid,
you think Im stunting no Im just surviving,
and I’ve been here but my soul is just arriving,
look up in the air, its a crow its a robin,
no ceilings for those Im prescribing,
medication free if the medidation we
smoke some better tasting weed
that you’ll ever taste or see,
S-H-A-R-P as tac hotter than
riding through a dessert on a camel back,
I done bin riding through wherever with the hammer strapped,
I aint lying, I can do whatever if Im planning that,
so I got my guns lets dance like fanny pack,
and we cooked the hard, cut the soft and bring the … back,
mafio b-tch where you muthf-cking family at,
call my n-gga gudda if you trying to get your mami back,
all up in another n-gga woman I be ramming that,
seeing through these see through n-ggas like the …,
hip hop so contaminate, I swear just examine that,
if im such a philanthropist the god to these evangelists,
I dress all Los Angeles but i love miami though,
I am so New Orleans yes I grew pistachios,
dat mean I go nuts at any beat they throw at me,
and the bitches is so at me,
and you know what they throw at me
Lyrics submitted by lookinginward
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dick in your mouth why you yawning
im going in, gudda why they started me
marley why they started me
i'll bring you to your front door like you ordered me
back in this bitch but a lot more rich
on my papa bear shit, need hot porridge
got a lot more shit than you can ever fathom
a big head nigga couldn't even imagine
the shit i do most doers never done
ima fuck this beat, your bitch who you better come
better run this shit, i dont run from shit
i still beat your ass like a fucking drumstick
weezy fucking baby baby make the ladies come quick
the money cant fit in my pockets but i bet that gun fit
and im so unfit 'cause all i eat is rappers
and these rappers ain't shit, i like my fast food faster
syrup got me slow like a turtle around this hoe
and im flyer than the highest flying bird around this hoe
whats the word around this hoe
you get served around this hoe
yeah you get served like a fucking h’ordeurve around this hoe
i dont splurge around no hoe, no i dont shine in front no bitch
'cause after she get off my dick i be like find the front door bitch
i dont know why the fuck your bitch keep coming by and i fuck your bitch 100 times
what the fuck your bitch got on her mind, my fucking dick
i call her dickhead, spicy like a big red, strike you like a bichead
your flow sick, my shit dead, sillier than vic said, soulja boy, and arab
you should see my eleven year old daughter do they dance
i call it the nay nay dance, proud to be nay nays dad
gun on the waistline, leave you in the wasteland
we are not the same, im a martian, this is space jam
no ceilings R-I-P amen, mothafuckin caveman
beating on my chest young money cash money
and im eating all the rest nigga no offence
sorry if youre offended
riding high like im on 54 inches
man id rather chill with 54 bitches
chi-chill like chi-chill like an eskimo
le-lets get mo lets get mo bitches
and i be like lets get mo bitches
mr. officer stop arresting your bitches
stop let the messy hos mess wit yo business
mickey mouse cheese, hip hop walt disney
sheesh gosh oshkosh b'gosh smokin on that bob marley listenin to pete tosh
i do me, no i do three
at A-T-I-M-E why when we say we young mula
the bitches leave yall and relay run to us
and payday comes sooner than later around here
and you see my sharks like they got some bait around here
hey, you better stop the hate around there
before tommy mack and nina debate around there
yeah, you see it in my face i don't care
whole court hearing trial and the case around there
im the best thing yet i know i got that thing wet
errbody want to be fly but dont know where they wings at
ah hu
had to pause for a minute
now im right back in it like the draws of the women
on a scale of 1-10 and my girl be a 20
my girls so bad, make a nigga think he sinnin
my goons so pretty my goons are so with me
haters got to go on itunes to go get me
gaters by the doors, baboons and those grizzlys
all come out me when im on the microphone (empty)
mic check 2, 3 i'm different like blue pee
and my girls be half naked like betty boop be
like a hoopty, man the boy been ridin
and i aint gasd up 'cause im more like a hybrid
you think im stuntin but no im just survivin
and ive been here but my soul is just arrivin
look up in the air, its a crow, its a robin
no ceilings full dose im prescribin medication free and for meditation we
smoke some better tasting weed that youll ever taste or see
S-H-A-R-P as a tac hotter than ridin through the desert on a camel back
i done been ridin through wherever with the hammer strapped
i aint lyin i could do whatever if im plannin that
so i got my guns lets dance like fanny pack
and we cooked that hard cut the soft bring the wammys back
mafio bitch where yo mothafuckin family at
call my nigga gudda if you tryna get your mami back
all up in another nigga woman i be rammin that
seein through these see through niggas like the laminate
hip hop so contaminate i swear just examine it
if im such a philanthropist the god to these evangelists
i dress all los angeles but i love miami though
i am so new orleans, yes i grew pistachios
that means i go nuts on any beat they throw at me
and the bitches is so at me
and you know what they throw at me