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(专辑: No Ceilings - 2009)
Ugh Arms Ayo, it's Weezy Motherfucking, easy with the
hating Bitch, I'm in the
building, you're just decorating I'm just detonating, then I
get blatant More dangerous than Internet dating Scoob got the
cameras on, so I
gotta show off I'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off Weezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face bitch Good-Game Wayne, man, I
deserve a
Naismith Cook 'caine game flow, dope in the
vein flow I
only be smoking the
purple out the
rainbow Stronger than Drano, your boyfriend a
lame-o And if you stay with him, then y'all in the
same boat Deep-Water Carter, fishing for a
dollar You can join the
salad, I'm splitting your tom-a-ta Ball 'cause I
gotta, you'll love me in the
morning I
told her I'm a
king, them other niggas Prince Charming She love to rock my mic, she say there's nothing like performing Man, I'm in love with her grill. George Foreman Forewarning: Young Money's armed And we can shoot it out, I
got the
money drawn Yeah! Take that to the
bank with you I
rock my hat to the
side like I
paint pictures Smoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin Whole country in recession, but Wayne different Huh, and I'm a
Maybach rider Haven't drove it one time, I
got a
cool, black driver Can't walk around with guns, I
got a
dude that got 'em Don't worry if I'm shooting 'long as you don't get shot (Arms) And I'm a
beast, I'm a
pitbull I
get my ass kissed, I
get my dick pulled I—I'm a
beast, I'm a
big bull I
got my money right, I
got my clip full Yeah, it's, like, seven in the
morning, nigga I'm up for whoever the
opponent, nigga Stop the
track—let me relish in the
moment, nigga Now, bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm zoning, nigga I
go hard like Rafael Nadal And if the
bitches worth having, then I
bet we have 'em all And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall And I'm charging these hoes like women basketball Ugh! I
bet that chopper get his mind right Leave a
hole in his chest like a
lion bite Superhero car, like I
crime-fight I
see big cheese, you niggas blind mice Ugh, T-Streets still roll with me Still sticking to the
script, like Nicole Kidman Need the
man hit? We are those hitmen He stopped running; the
bullet holes didn't Ugh, basically, I'm still a
monster 'Til the
fat lady sing—I come to kill a
opera Y'all too plain, I'm a
helicopter My words keep going, like a
teleprompter I'm a
asshole—wipe me down, bitch I
get big checks—Niketown, bitch Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit And the
flag red, like clown lips (Arms) Ugh, T, I
can't stop going Drop my best shit, like the
Cowboys dropped Owens I'm the
best to ever do it, motherfucker, I
know it No Ceilings, goddammit, now the
fucking sky showing, ugh! Ha ha ha ha ha!
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