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
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
just a street nigga and I'ma always be
We was gangbangin', that's how I grew up
Out there sellin' work, that's how I grew up
Youngin' shootin' shit
struggle when I started
But I moved on regardless
With my squad yeah we skating
She be waving I'm assuming
Tats on her face like Lil Wayne
Champagne on my
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
[Chorus: Lil' Flip]
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who was the one that had ya'll leanin to the left?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who got the hottest rap
hustlin is a habit
DAAAAMNNN
That ass ain’t plastic
Drop it low, shake it fast
Make the cash backflip
Like damn, baby throw that ass back
You ain’t ever
on hustlin
Strong arm wit the gauge, and my niggas will rush at them
In thugs we trust, the guns will bust
We already fucked up, yall cant fuck wit us
Bitch im
and corrected my lil' homie, gone
So, me and my dawg, we'll never trap Forever, ,you niggas know by now, Rich
Boy gon' talk shit, check yourself, you Ain't
learned it down to the T
Other New York artists change they
Bop to a bounce
Started snappin they fingers like they
Was from the south
Out of towners come in
youths out there"
[Raekwon]
Yo, it started out in East NewYork
Where I grew up, learned how to walk
Favorite carry weapon was a fork
Older folks
we bout dat
Fool kid nappin papers nigga, we bout dat
No Limit stuntin 'n frontin lil daddy, I doubt dat
Ride me out Silkk
Vvvrummm!
locked up by the police
Meatball, and Nap, La Crowe
Pac, jinte, the gats go pow
But my homies got caught up
Even though they had no way out
Krayzie:
Bone Bone Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]
I've been strugglin', hustlin
know Lil Leeky gon' kill for me
And I know that Rufus go hard for me
I know that Pac gon' send shots for me
Do drive-bys out all of them cars for me
Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
[Lil Wayne talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy
Lil Wayne
Bitches lick my lollipop cause all eyes on me
West coast shit bumping out the EA
In the south my boyz popping shit like champagne
In
listen boy you better not settle for nothin
You better keep grindin and hustlin
I told ha ma you already know
You talkin Lil Wop I was born the goat
They
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
not us like who send shots?
Like who bent what ?
Baddie stay by my side never needed a smut
Freaky lil bitch use my finger to bust
Keep a ooter in game
the R
Common, Cole, Wale, lil wayne sprinkle some Nas
Hip Hop, hooping, drug dealing, or shooting
College graduate and still rapping I know the odds
They
you expected, a runner out on bail
Hustlin is my job, and I'm paid well
I'm used to makin money fast, beaucoup cash
Try to cheat me and beat me, my boss
making me feel like I'm wayne
But bruce not lil
Cuz I just be saving the day
And nobody saving my day
But shit it's ok
I'm just the one to depend on
But
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