Drag 'Em
(专辑: No Ceilings 3: Side A - 2020)
Young Money, Gudda Gudda Let's get it! You know that yopper yop, it really yop And when your body drop, I
skip and hop (Hop) Red laser beam (Yeah), put your face on beam (Yeah) All this syrup, all these trees, call me maple leaf Hollygrove, nigga, solid gold, nigga Ice, ice, baby chilling, hockey froze, nigga Play your role, nigga, play your role, bitches I'm in the
ceiling looking like a
pot of gold, bitches You know that yopper yop (Yeah), it really yop (Yeah) I
got he street sweeper (Yeah), and need a
mop (Need a
mug) I'm not a
peacekeeper (No), I'm really not (Yeah, yeah) I
told a
heat seeker, it's getting hot (Yeah) New baguettes is on my neck, it's from the
goat what you expect, whoa I
ain't fly cripping but I'm fly, diamonds jet blue Look at how we crept through, dollars like Creflo I
can let the
TEC go, turn him to a
vegetable Mula game, next to blow up, here to ball, we said before We about to set it, I
install the
blaze and set the
fire Pressure, that's what we applying Add some more, make some diamonds There's a
time for everything and you can't time perfect timing Coke from Medellin, you won't find nothing purer Now just steps on the
brick, all white like the
Fuhrer Middle fingers up to the
judge and the
jury If I
ever gotta face 'em, do my time, don't make a
statement It's omerta up to the
grave My bro make sure all my kids gravy (That's right) Young Money the
army, better yet the
navy We gon' drag him from the
river, dump his body in junkyards With the
note around his neck reading "Bitch, you should've paid me" Drag him from the
river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a
note around his neck that say "I told you not to flex", ooh Emerald baguettes, they just explode on my Pateks, ooh Stripper made a
mess, I
just exploded on her chest, ooh Drag him from the
river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a
note around his neck, I
take his throat up out his neck, ooh Get it off your chest, ooh, I
will never front, no Chilling on a
jet, ooh, I
never connect, no Drag him from the
river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a
note around his neck that say his ho and mama next Leave a
note around his neck that say "I told you not to flex" Leave a
note around his neck then take that gold from 'round his neck I
drag him from the
river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a
note around his neck, say the
goat around this bitch Leave a
note around his neck, I
take his throat up out his neck, ooh You be talking out your neck, then bitch we going at your neck, yeah One time for all the
fans out there, for all the
fans worldwide! You know the
love is felt! Lil Wayne, No Ceilings 3, Young Money!