Lyrics:
to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study
verses that subside
Perspectives that do defy the norms of mankind
This the mind of Mark Twain persona I'm John Wayne
In the Chisum of faith gilded age
And they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch
(Lil' Wayne)
She a doggy
admired, maybe I'd feel completed
He started playin' Lil Wayne, some Drake, then repeat it
Later that night, go on iTunes, search up some artists
Listen
the bank
99% cannot relate
Batman, like I'm Bruce Wayne
Till a Milli like I'm Lil Wayne
Told myself,""never again""
I'll never fuck up again
I'm in London
got a text, prolly for the next
Lil sesh, we know where it's at , they aint know we rap
It's on the way, like I'm lil Wayne, sorry for the wait
By
a peak in Wayne mind
Minus the Hang time
I'm pausing in the air for dramatic effect
You really want to know who comes next
Name anybody else I have to pay
(Lil' Wayne)
What what
Check Check
Head buster set ripper
Neighborhood superstar
Going to split up
While we dispose of
Nigga broad
Miller on my phone
And since a little boy sipping juice, always knew that this world was cruel
Listening to Lil Wayne, since a shorty young hustling
is right (yeah, yee, yeah, ayy, ayy)
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
[Lil' Wayne]
And I'm grindin' till I'm tired
They say you ain't grindin' till you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through
back
Shoot you back as I spark the light
Mein toh Shayar hai
Mere pas style hai
Not Trump or Lil Wayne
But I'll fire men
Him, retirement
Did ish with his
in my mind as the times change, im getting colder
Older with experience, finding ways to deal wit cobras
Feel like wayne shorter, recognize ones
in my mind as the times change, im getting colder
Older with experience, finding ways to deal wit cobras
Feel like wayne shorter, recognize ones
the team
On my grind like Lil Wayne
Without the lean
Told y’all amma blow but only clean
I Can’t lie
I don’t date regulars only queens
You scrapping over
will blow out your brain
I ain't got no worries, I'm a boy, Lil' Wayne
Free all my brothers that lock up in the chain gang
Boy, you can't hang, we know
move like the mob, my capo send down the orders
Got some people in Texas, their crib is right by the border
Place your order for cola, ain't talkin'
fresh I guess that why she get my flavor
You a pill popper bitch so do us all a favor
[Chorus x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Um, well it's the libra baby now come play
How you love that
And it's all good, nigga (It's all good, nigga)
([B.] Get your mind right)
Get your mind right
Big Tymers been doin' this here
Parked At Guillardo
I Got That Off White Go, Nelly Furtado
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got That White Girl, That Lindsay Lohan
And All U Got 2 Do Is Ask Lindsay Lohan
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
the 'Lamb like I'm Bruce Wayne
Headed to the rescue
I hear, "Wee-woo-wee-woo-wee," say the police right behind you
I keep forward, I could my dreams in
this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see Cita, Mrs. Rose, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dog, we really
So we took the fuckin' ceiling off
Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
Another one, 'pon your head
Five white girls but they not Spice
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