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his top)
Yeah I’m fucking on lil shawty she my thot, (she my thot) 
All these niggas like to talk they talk a lot, (they talk a lot)
Yea, (yeah) 
Money

pounce

Fuck is a 8th bitch we cop  by the ounce

You want some money den gimme that mouth

She got that money she working the snout

niggas be talking but

We way too kranked, up in the party we smoking on stank
Fuck is you talking bout you getting money lil bitch you got little ass bank
Taking a flight

Okay, my block bang, 30 bang
Free the whole chain gang
Big choppa, big bank, bitch
I let my nuts hang
I don't understand when these niggas
Got me

birds when they see me supplying stuff
Damn, bank account 21, living up
Run up my numbers and no I ain't talking tough
Damn, I don't want trouble by

pussy on a stretcher
I told lil homie fuck that shit
It's gon' get cold up out the sweater
Get some head in a Benz
I'ma fuck her in a Tesla
And baby we

Been way too serious to see me bluffing

Up in the middle like malcom
Lil goon I be talking to you so make sure that u listen
Born as a savage - I live

on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These niggas jealous

my body
I can't feel my face I think I'm Lil wayne
2 Cubans on my neck just call me 2 chains 
If I ever feel played you know what time it is 
My slimes

on these trips
I make bank when I make these hits
Tryna' flip money til I sprain my wrist
Let me get by let me talk my shit
A couple niggas mortgage on my

to climb
They say it can't be done, but we'll prove them all wrong With Lil Wayne's spirit, you'll be singing ya song
The fire in your soul, it burns bright

good in the dress with her back out
Run a lil game, get her name, blow her back out
I was down bad, knocked out like Pacquiao
You is not gang, can’t talk

Look up in my wallet, shit I done spent all it
You be simping over bitches while I'm skipping to the bank
Can I hit your Backwood, lookin at, I'm like

You got money in the bank say Hell Yeah
Own car own crib say Hell Yeah
Got a nice lil body say Hell Yeah
Answer to nobody say Hell Yeah
They get

underpants
Under that girl meet the wonderland
Lil $torm or call me the thunder man 
Money long I call it slender man
I'm the shit call up a plumber man
I'm

bitch that's motherfucking me
Trophy taker,
Money maker,
I'm real life Bruce Wayne and Darth Vader
Kept it real with all my niggas but they turned they

on ridin' on me
My ambition, just from a lil' nigga posted on the corner
Grindin' got me millions, I stay fresh and keep that money on me
Pussy crackin'

Run This Town

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

[Lil Wayne]
No celiing
Yeah
Hehee
Ima run this town tonight

Nigga we are
So ready for the war
C-A-R-T-E-R
Put the beat in ER
I'm colder

it's free, it's for me that's what my daddy taught me
Call me Lil Dicky,  imma save that money
Clipping coupons never getting paper cuts
Cause a pack

Thinkin' about blowin' his brains
Now I got too
Much to lose, I bought me a shooter
Doin' drive-by's in the Uber
I need some money for me to maneuver
Bags

Jump off the plane 
Been a while since I been to the A
Get in traffic i get in that lane 
Hit Up Tye I need Half of that strain

Get the money

Hitta so sad he fumbled the bag
Rely on nobody I had to say, that's enough
Come one Lil' bitch get a rack get a rack
If you want it by the morning then

If he wanna run up on the gang
Niggas go make a lil money then think that they bulletproof till we put one in his brain
I'm not even worried about

stack
4 Pockets full just like a Arab
I can see in her eyes
That she built by disguise
She tryna fuck on my guys
Tryna' fuck with a nigga to speak on some