Lyrics:
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
She give me head, then I her pick her up, put her legs in the air, fuck her but don't kiss
She ain't tryna have babies
the meat
Man how many guys she want? more than five
It's like now we live in Roman times
An asshole is just glorified
God forbid I show an inch of care,
corner of your mouth
Let me caress you by the hips and take this talking down south
Pour me a glass of entendre; better make it double
Let me rock your
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
with backpacks move
Like they try to act like they don't hear it
System bust, I don't rap freestyle no more
Stopped smokin' angel dust
I bring drama
many hearts in gaining laughter
Since I was 6 been aiming big like JB Danquah
Amazing bars I do it off the top Kwesi Arthur
Allah, K3j3 Tema besi Accra,
a dispensary. It's okay. Get them some mushrooms. Let them hallucinate. They're nice children. Bring them over to the brewery. Let 'em get a 16 ounce lager with
that bit why'all
Make ya itch why'all
Inch by inch why'all
Til your tall why'all
See it all why'all
Near and far why'all
We won't ever let it
out.
The crumbling starts. Inch by inch the ground takes over.
The wretched clench of my insides.
Unspeakable anguish, this fucking contortion.
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
niggas that's barely on
Thought I told you
No more stepping in love and r kelly songs
Niggas fake beefing but fuck it
Let's go beyond that
I'll bring
one
Make you wanna do things that you've never done
Pull you by your hair yeah pin you to the ground
React one sync embracing every sound
3AM
Your
never'll fail
Live by the three rules you make it, or be dead, or in jail
And I ain't really got much, but I'm up on cats
And Kiss don't just spit, I
down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive
You
The party's full I didn't wanna go
But you never really cared to know
One shot two is on the low
By three you're laying on the floor
Spinning
Dizzy
Myers, or voorhees. It gets better
Because I bring death
To those who attempt it, rest
For eternity and see
Death is not what it seems
You learned that
Three shots to the brain got my mind blurry
Every body in this worlds in a fucking hurry
Everything in this life is faded to the max
Everything in
you forget to put anything in
The longer you dwell, the more it's like hell
You sit by the well just making a wish
It would be a shame to take too
you forget to put anything in
The longer you dwell, the more it's like hell
You sit by the well just making a wish
It would be a shame to take too
ahead just jump into it
Ya'll here a body two pieces to it
Get stutted get stupid
You'll want me body people will walk you through it
Step by step like
ahead, just jump into it
Ya'll here a body, two pieces to it
Get stutted, get stupid
You'll want me body people will walk you through it
Step by step, like
the healing at?
See-through crib but the crib gorilla glass
The roof black but I peel it back, get the air in that
Wearing that gold chain with the Air Max
to wreck
[Verse 3: SPM]
Money and the power, glass on the Prowler
Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it
Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like
[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
Guerilla Maab one deep, and I represent it forever
Them other two bitchmade niggas got cut their tires got severed
I'm all alone, bring it
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