D.O.A. lyrics - Lil' Wayne

[Blunt lighting]

Ugh, fiji water granddaddy purp
Excuse me I let da semi auto-matic burp
Blood gang muthafucka call me red alert
Young carter, kill in order who get it 1st
Stuff dat gurl with dick till her head burst
Young wizzle, flow needles I can thread shirts
Boy you aint did shit I den said worst
Flip your fitted cap back like fred durst
Ugh, fiji water og kush
I drink verses & eat hooks
Got da stove on my waist & we cooks
Im in da way you cant pass like aaron brooks
President ride da car slow
I let my driver drive I'm on part 4
Spit hangin from my mouth retard flow
& I say wat I want like an award show
Im on sum shit dat aint even cum out da ass yet
Sit back & watch da green grow like da grass wet
Young or old there aint no comparing me
I just cleared dat up moment of clarity ugh!

[blunt lighting]

Ugh, I'm about to go almonds
Young head-bussa get ya helmets
You niggas real soft wat is that velvet
I get big chips you get alvins
Ugh, I'm about to go wal-nuts
We get 7-digit money you can call us
Hit em wit da choppa watch em ball up
Paint ya face red you all dolled up
Yea, young nino nigga
Do it for my team tim tebow nigga
Im killing dis shit grim-reap flow nigga
Gettin swalloed by da maybach deep-throat nigga!
Ugh, I'm about to go planters
Im still in my prime deion sanders
We all gamblers, I will not lose
Flow precious as diamonds, I drop jewels
Ugh, gimme mine imma take mine
Smoke da purple, I heard it to da grapevine
Weezy baby a.k.a your heiness
I just killed dis shit moment of silence ugh,

(but I aint finished uh-uh....NO CEILINGS muthafucka yea)

Ugh, I'm in da zone like a fast-ball
& I fucked da game up like a bad call
Let da money stack, dont let da cash fall
Bars all day, no last call
Ugh, I'm in da redzone nigga
Wake up in da morning with ya head gone nigga
Birdman jr. wings spread on niggas
Leave da beef in da streets & bring da bread home nigga
Yea, tell da doctor step aside please
Dr. carter gasoline in your ivs
Strong dry weed
Make my eyes bleed
Strong arm wrap
I rock an iron sleeve
Ugh, I'm in da zone like da secondary
No lie bitch I'm flier than a pet canary
Im a dog on da beat fuck da vetenary
Two women praise me like mary-mary
Ugh, I'm in da zone like college ball
Spit fire like I'm cippin on a molotov
Loose bowels dis shit so easy
Jay-Z (I might send this to da mixtape weezy)
Ugh,hahahahaha
NO CEILINGS yea
Haha!

Interlude #1 lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Smoking]

What Up Doe?
Hahaha.
Yeah!
This is No Ceilings, man, Welcome.
I appreciate you for having this, if you got this, if your listening to this.
Thank you.
First off, this is for You..You-You-You.
As always.
Is a big thank you for coming out to all the nights and days on tour.
Tours actually.
For come and supporting me every single night,
Even if you didn't come to the tour, jus-just Thank you.

And Uhm...
That's that GuddaVille playing in the background,
my nigga Gudda Mixtape, go get that shit.
And uh...
I ain't gonn' talk to much...
So...
Ima get back to this blunt.
And you get back to the Mixtape.

No Ceilings! [Echo]

Wasted lyrics - Lil' Wayne

Rock star lifestyle might not make it,

President got him in the White House naked,

Looked at the clock and it said right now,

Get a pound break it down, blow it like trial,

Pelle tele dutche, wine in my tall glass,

Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass,

Stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back,

Bugatti matte black, where they do that at?

South beach Miami hoe, I'm probably with tammy toe,

My life is a video and the women want they cameo,

I just want them panties hoe & I'm higher than geranimo,

And I got them tools, tell em boys to get mechanical,

Now pop that pussy like a four four,

I turn her round and bend her over like a low blow,

It's Young Money baby, we the fucking greatest,

We don put the other niggas on a hiatus,

Beat ya bitch with a pump if she deny data,

Cause I'll serve anyone like a blind waiter,

I'll make my girl cum first then I'll arrive later,

I shake your pussy's up, I'm her vibrator, haha,

Keep getting money like hell yeah,

This shits so good it don't even smell bad,

And you can tell dad, that I'm muthafucker,

You niggas bet not slip, ice road truckers,

Like Paul Barrow, choppa stupid long,

New Orleans nigga, I get super Dome,

Loyal to the game, the game been good to me

Still spitting fire, you niggas wood to me,

We on nigga, let let them hoes know,

Young Money lay em down like old folks,

You coming with it, we coming for it,

Plenty to go around, now watch the money orbit,

Real shit people, now just absorb it,

I try to pay attention but ya'll mad boring,

And I got so much swag I need an ad for it,

And I don't like to brag so my bitches brag for me,

Oh she a good girl, I got her transforming,

She give me hot head, I call it global warming,

If we don't do it dog, let's do it now,

I am more animal then the zoo allow,

Put me in the wild, I'll be there for a while,

You n-ggas little league, call em Curaco*,

Energizer money, it keep going,

I'm laid up, I'm free throwing,

Who rebounding, who gives a shit,

Fuck dat, I got 27 years of this,

Hit or miss, I hit your misses,

You are local news, I'm 60 minutes,

I hit the target, I hit the witness,

I work out in my office, guess I'm fit for business,

Too many visions, completed missions,

Still icin out crosses, keep it christian

We consistent, the streets commend it,

Weezy F baby, the F is for Forensics,

From start to finish, Usain Wayne,

Ok ya doing your thing,

The things change, you plain Jane,

I'm diverse, I say the World second,

And I get high first,

I'm a mind freak, check my time sheet,

Bitch I bring the noise, where the lions sleep,

Your flow never wet, like grandma pussy,

I'm always good, like grandma cookies,

Yeah call me the screen or the swine fixer,

It's going down like the Catalina wine mixer,

She going down like the hands on my time ticker,

I'm always strapped, Vietnam nigga,

We are fine nigga, like Amber Rose,

We ball nigga, like Jalen Rose,

Better tell them hoes,

I got a million flows,

Label me the hardest nigga in civilian clothes,

Young Money baby,

And the building grows as we look up,

Where did the ceilings go?

{*Curaco is a small island in the Caribbean that frequently produced little league baseball teams that make it the World Series in Williamsport, PA.}

Watch My Shoes lyrics - Lil Wayne

No ceilings muthafucker good morning,

Dick in your mouth while you yawning,

I'm goin in, Gudda why they started me,

Marley why they started me,

I'll bring you to the front door like you ordered me,

Back in this bitch but a lot more rich,

On my poppa bear shit, need hot porridge,

Gotta a lot more shit than you could ever fathom,

A big head n-gga couldn't even imagine,

The shit I do, most doer's never done,

I'm a fuck this beat, your bitch who you better come,

Better run this shit, I don't run from shit,

I still beat your ass like a fucking drumstick,

Weezy fucking baby baby make the ladies come quick,

The money can't fit in my pockets but I bet that gun fit,

And I'm so unfit cause all I eat is rappers,

And these rappers ain't shit I like my fast food faster,

Syrup got me slow like a turtle round this hoe,

And I'm flyer than the highest flying bird around this hoe,

What's the word around this hoe, you get served around this hoe,

Yeah you get served like a fucking H'ordeurve around this hoe,

I don't slurge around no hoe, no I don't shine in front no bitch,

Cause after she get off my dick I be like find the front door bitch,

I don't know why the fuck your bitch keep coming by and I fuck your bitch 100 times

what the fuck your bitch got on her mind, my fucking dick,

I call her dick head, spicy like a big red, strike you like a bic head

Your flow sick, my shit did, sillier than vic said, soulja boy and arab,

You should see my eleven year old daughter do they dance,

I call it the nay nay dance proud to be nay nay's dad,

Gun on the waistline, leave you in the wasteland,

We are not the same, I am a martian, this is space jam,

No ceilings R-I-P a man, muthfucking cave man

Beating on my chest Young Money Cash Money,

And I'm eating all the rest n-gga no offence,

Sorry if your offended,

Riding high like I'm on 54 inches,

Man Id rather chill with 54 bitches,

Chi-chill like chi-chill like an eskimo

Let's get mo, let's get mo bitches

And I be like let's get mo bitches,

Mr officer stop arresting your bitches,

Stop let the messy hoes mess with yo business,

Mickey mouse cheese, hip hop Walt Disney,

Shesh gosh Oshkosh B'gosh, smokin on that Bob Marley,

Listening to Pete Tosh,

I do me, no I do three,

At A T I M E, why when we say we young mula,

The bitches leave ya'll and relay run to us,

And payday comes sooner than later round here,

You see my sharks like I got some bait around here,

Hey you better stop the hate around there,

Before tommy mack and nina debate around there,

Yeah you see it in my face I don't care,

Whole court hearing trial and the case around there,

I'm the best thing yet I know I got that thing wet,

Evvrybody want be fly but don't know where there wings at,

Ah hu...

Had to pause for a minute and I'm right back in it like the draws of the woman,

On a scale of 1 - 10 and my girl be a 20,

My girls so bad make a n-gga think he sinning,

My goons so pretty my goons are so with me,

Haters got to go on iTunes to go get me

Gaters by the doors, baboons and those grizzly's

All come at me when I'm on the microphone in the,

Mic check 2 - 3, I'm different like blue pee

And my girls be half naked like Betty Boop Be

Like a hoopty, man the boy been riding

And I ain't gas'd up because I'm more like a hybrid,

You think I'm stunting no I'm just surviving,

And I've been here but my soul is just arriving,

Look up in the air, it's a crow it's a robin,

No ceilings full dose

I'm prescribing, medication free

And for meditation we

Smoke some better tasting weed

That you'll ever taste or see

S-H-A-R-P as tac hotter than

Riding through a dessert on a camel back,

I done bin riding through wherever with the hammer strapped,

I ain't lying, I can do whatever if I'm planning that,

So I got my guns let's dance like fanny pack,

And we cooked the hard, cut the soft and bring the... back,

Mafio bitch where you muthfucking family at,

Call my n-gga gudda if you trying to get your mami back,

All up in another n-gga woman I be ramming that,

Seeing through these see through n-ggas like their laminate,

Hip hop so contaminate, I swear just examine that,

If I'm such a philanthropist the god to these evangelists,

I dress all Los Angeles but I love miami though,

I am so New Orleans yes I grew pistachios,

Dat mean I go nuts at any beat they throw at me,

And the bitches is so at me,

And you know what they throw at me

Break Up lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Short Dawg, Gudda Gudda)

[Lil Wayne]

(No Ceilings muthafucka)

Nice tires on da ghini,

you should wanna king me

Brain dead flow, vegetable zucchini

I live on the beach,

she walk around in her bikini

Girls are like school,

and i cut em like seniors

Im here to distinguish,

the bears from the penguins

Life is just a gap,

get some money in between it

Glocs like police,

pumps like fenas

This beat gettin totaled,

Pam,Keisha,Kemas

Sittin on da World,

thinkin bout a girl

Pistol on my side,

paint you like mural

Dig in my pocket,

pulled out the party

Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party

Ha Ha Hollygrove shit, im on my Hollygrove shit

Lookin for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick

Big bad flow Weezy, fuck the polices

Church like a choir and a couple of old priests

Elevator in my crib cause its five floors

Im not expectin you to have one inside yours;hahe

Vince Young, suicide doors, haha,

life’s a bitch ; now die for her.

[Short Dawg]

I have the type of flow n-ggas don’t have to like,

my rhymes is ambidextrous so I don’t have to write,

the way I’m eating n-ggas wish they had my appetite,

straight up out of Texas and I’m major like apple white,

I pull four then I hit the exit door,

take a trip to Macy’s cop the whole second floor,

hood smell the scent of money coming out my pours,

yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, bore,

I made it from a flyer to the forbes, (see me)

Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flyer than the store

dropping babys out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat

got your son looking up to me like I’m 6 feet

your daughter need someone to save her, not me,

I'm knocking hoes down like Laila Ali,

try hit and imma put the toaster to ya kidney,

then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney

Damn, its No Ceilings like a Colosseum,

candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea,

the way Im leaning I’m annoyed if I stand still,

flow harder than an anvil,

short (short)

[Gudda Gudda]

Ok, its Gudda hoe,

all about my bills like buffalo,

your bitch under my sheets,

I heard she was an undercover hoe

purple got me moving slow,

like I’m in a snail race

pop pop pop 3 shots to the head,

then I pick up my shell case

leave em with a pale face,

yes I am a young money goon,

your girl like a motion picture she gon be coming soon

i do a certain rule, i pop her like balloons,

I pass her off to Millz then drop her off to tune,

couple screws lose, you don wanna play with him,

this is No Ceilings bitch, roofless like a stadium,

we shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in

you want us your club, well nigga pay us then,

all grey BM, Im getting from my baby M,

she told me get the money and count it for me when I rake it in,

don’t play no games hoe,

you know my name hoe,

G-U-D-D-A propane flow

Banned From TV lyrics - Lil Wayne

Ayo, it's Weezy muthafucking, easy with the hating

bitch I'm in the building you just decorating

I'm just detonating

Then I get blatant

More dangerous than internet dating

Scoob got the cameras on so I got to show off

I put your sister on, I knock your bro off

We just spit snowballs catch it in your face bitch

Good game Wayne man I deserve a Naismith,

Cook game gain flow dope in the vein flow

I'll only be smoking the purple out the rainbow

Stronger than Draino, your boyfriend a lame-o

And if you stay with em then y'all in the same boat

Deep water Carter fishin for a dollar

You can join the sail and I'm splitting your tomato

Ball cause I gotta

You'll love me in the mornin

I told her I'm a king, them other niggas Prince Charming

She love to rock the mic she say that's nothing like performin

Man I'm in love with her grill George Foreman

Forewarning Young Money's on

And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn

Yeah, take that to the bank with ya

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 shootin as long as you get shot

I'm a beast, I'm a pitbull

I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled

I'm a beast

I'm a big bull

I got my money right, I got my clip full

Haha, it's like 7 in the mornin n-gga

I'm up for whoever the opponent n-gga

Stop the track, let me relish in a moment n-gga

Now bring that mutha fucker back cause I'm zonin n-gga

I go hard like Rafael Nadal

And if the bitch is worth havin, I bet we have them all

And man I'm so high it's like an ever-lasting fall

And I'm chargin these hoes like women basketball

Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right

Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite

Super hero call like a crime fight

I see big cheese, you n-ggas blind mice

T-Streets still roll with me

Still stickin to the script like Nicole Kidman

Need the man hit? We are those hitmen

He stopped runnin, the bullet holes didn't

Uh, Basically, I'm still a monster

Till the fat lady sings I come to kill the Opera

Ya'll too plane, I'm a helicopter

My words keep goin like a teleprompter

I'm a asshole, wipe me down bitch

I get big checks, Nike Town bitch

Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit

And the flag red like clown lips,

Uh, T can't stop goin

Dropped my best shit like the Cowboys dropped Owens

I'm the best to ever do it mutha fucker I know it

No Ceilings Got Dammit now the fuckin Sky's showin uhh

Throw It In The Bag lyrics - Lil Wayne

Yeah No Ceilings baby,

Hehe,

Ok,

[Chorus]

Y'all know me 'cause all I do is ride around in Bentley coupe

Got no need, she got me buyin her them Fendi shoes

All we do is shop until we drop

All-all-all-all-all-all we do is shop until we drop

[Verse 1:]

Swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordan's,

Bought a cell phone and I don't even much call it

New imports make her fell important

No bull shit, nigga no Ben Gordan

Get her information, take her on vacation

Give her dope dick, now she under the sedation

Wake her in the mornin, breakfast where she slept at

Tell her go shopping, I can't wait till she get back

Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweat pants

She wear that on my jet, I fuck her after jet lag

I take her to da vet, cause she a bad bitch

You can't be broke and happy so me I'm mad rich

I'm talkin Young Money shit, she love the way I think

L'Oreal all over my bathroom sink,

Betsy Johnson all over my bedroom counter

My pockets too deep, I fuck around and drown her.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Ok, fuckin on Versace, napping on satin

I love to hit it backwards, call it pig latin

I bought her ass a Mac, now we be iChattin

nigga swag jackin, but I got my patent

Fre Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan

I speak a lil french, and hers is no better then mine

I pass her the blunt, she probly hit it one time

Catch us at the game sittin on the baseline

We can call a timeout, take a lil time out

Pockets too deep, shawty you gon have to climb out

Babiana prom dress with your spine out

And I live on the beach, you can get that panty line out

She wants to own me and I ain't tryna to fight it

She said is her dick, she got it copyrighted

And I don't pay for pussy because I'm pussy priceless

I go fishing in it, and I ain't a Pisces

Uh, Gucci only to the grocery store

Stop playin bitch you ballin like Okaford

Ha, And now we headed to the dealer

I'm goin to cop my baby somethin wit no ceilings. Ahhh

[Chorus]

That's All I Have lyrics - lil Wayne (feat. Tyga, Shanell)

[Tyga:]

Ha, pikaboo bitch,

Swag scare your kids,

My airplane clothes flyer than your bestes shit,

Gorillas in the mist, pro black pump they fist,

I'm from the planet of the apes, King kong clips,

Silence lambs bitch,

Run through your land trippin,

Can't pretend when this is real as it gets can ya,

If shit hits the fan, I Ron Artest niggas,

This how I'm living getting tatted in some house slippers,

I like my bitches simple, laid back, relax it's mental,

shit you know what I do,

Tell me what you tryna get into,

The man cars rented,

The man car killing,

Gossiping fuck the car look at the man in it

Ha boys to man business,

We don't hire bitches,

Just fire bitches,

It's young money fire spitters,

Them red ants is with us

And they ain't ate they dinner,

Beginners feast, feet lying fatality finish,

I'm killin these records they put me in guiness

I really don't giv a f-f-uck if you witness,

You hear it, listen, buy it, steal it,

I'm still gonna get my fucking percentage,

I cuss a lot cause bitch I'm seers,

Young no beard, get soup,

Like gumbo with shrimp,

Flyer than Dumbo ears is, bitch,

[Lil Wayne:]

Uhh, now let me start by sayin

I don't like this beat,

But I'm a weather the storm I'm a lightening streak,

Uhh, Weezy F baby, I do it big weigh me,

Them crazy freaky bitches try to cirque du soliel me,

Got some new bitches, trail got me laughing,

The one that gave me head can suck the nail out a casket,

Shot gun on the kitchen table,

The shells in the cabinet,

fucking with me is like stepping on the tail of a dragon,

Wet pussy is my cabin,

More bitches than a pageant,

I keep a house full nigga call me bob sagat,

Spending time backwards,

Hotter than a cactus,

And we ain't in the building we the fucking contractors,

Y YM, why muthafuck why hate it,

Young Money down your throat gotta stay hydrated,

Quarter bag weezy,

Young time brady,

Open up your mouth and catch a bomb baby,

Hehe good morning dude,

Eagle street corner dude,

Long dough, no short bread, no lorna doon,

I'm warning you,

We on the move,

Bunch of female dogs and garden tools,

That's bitches and hoes,

Hospital full, sick of my flow,

Hip hop was washed up so I bought some change to finish my load,

I load millions and more millions,

Money to the ceiling,

nigga no ceiling!

[Shanell:]

Step up in this bitch 5 o clock in the morning,

The world is waking up you can hear the pigeons yawning,

I'm a get that worm now,

Tell em it's my turn now,

Yo niggas need a lesson on some ethic you gon learn now,

I do this for the love of it,

Saliva cause I love to spit,

And I juke it for my future records

You gon love to spin,

Fucking with my bredren 10 years strong,

And he put them dreds in silver john long,

But he's more like platinum,

Hold up heres a napkin,

Pick your jaw up off the floor

And tuck your tongue right back in,

Tell me where is Mack Maine

... That's all I have

Interlude #2 lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Smoking]

What's Up Doe?

Yeah...

This is No Ceilings, I'm really hoping that your enjoying

What your experiencing, What your hearing, What your listening to.

Once Again Thank You for listening to this, Thank You for experiencing this.

Again, This Is No Ceilings.

And I will love for you to look up into the building and understand that there is No Ceilings,

There's only the SKY and the SKY is the Limit, Christopher Wallace (Notorious B.I.G) said that, hahaha.

In the background I got Shanell bangin right now, you know just vibing out...

Real Real, Real Grown and Sexy right now.

Ha- People still say that?

Grown and Sexy? eh...

I said it fuck it.

This is No Ceilings, and uhm... I ain't gonn' do too much talking, like I said...

I just wanted to check in with you, and make sure you was enjoyin what you was doin'.

And uhh-

Thank You for Everything.

I'm Out.

No Ceilings! [echo]

Wayne On Me lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Shanell)

[Shanell:]

I'm calling your daddy

Daddy

Can you be my daddy

Daddy

I need a daddy

Daddy

Would you be my daddy

Daddy

Come and make it wayne down on me

Come and make it wayne down on me

[Lil Wayne:]

Uhh

Wide receever weezy

Throw da pussy at me

Ya pussy lips smilin

I make da pussy happy

Take your panties off

The pussy lookin at me

I'm the pussy monster

Now get the pussy ready

I like to kiss, she like to kiss

I deep stroke, and make her bite her fist

The lights is on, the night is grown

We get it poppin cause we know we can when wifey home

California kush strong as titans what I'm lighten on

We get high as fuck and we just do it put ya nikes on

Tatoos on her waist she like the tatoos on my face

And if there's sum she like to say I let her say it on my microphone

She love my style, but that's expected

She comin back to you, the chance is anorexic

I new she had it in her, so I got it out her

She give me neck around the clock I call it round a collar

She rub my back, she say I'm tight

She cook fucking clean

And still make her flight

First class pussy

Crystal glass pussy

I get it wetter then bass pussy

[Shanell:] You done been

[Lil Wayne:]

Uhh

I like em thick and red

Ralph Lauren spread

Lady in the streets

Porn star in bed

She like to fuck fight

So we spar in bed

She got that pink pussy

I beat it orange red

I fuck American pie

And I get foreign head

She sit down and ride

Like I'm a thorough bred

She kiss mine

And I kiss hers back

If shes a bad bitch

She deserve that

She send me pictures to my iphone

Then I gotta clear em cause my girl be checking my phone

I'm in the Bentley with the mind blown

And I'm in the pussy honey I'm home

[Shanell:]

U done been good

But you can do better

I done been wet

But I can get wetter

Come and make it wayne down on me

(Yeah no ceilings muthafucka ahhh)

U done been good

But you can do better

I done been wet

But I can get wetter

Come and make it Wayne down on me

(Yeah I like that)

I'm calling you daddy

(That's ms Chanel by the way)

Daddy

Can you be my daddy (Young money)

Daddy

I need a daddy (no ceilings)

Daddy

Would you be my daddy

Daddy

Come and make it wayne down on mee (Young mula babyy)

Come and make it wayne down on mee (no ceilings muthafucka ahh)

I'm Good lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Lucci Lou)

Ok, Boston Red Sox cap, I get baseball money

Used to do it big, but now bitch I do it Paul Bunyan

Cincinnati Reds cap, skinny jeans, black chucks

Hollywood shotgun, watch me make you act up

Saints cap, new car, paint that if it ain't black

Red light, press a button, make the top think back

That was tough, so are us, no such thing as sober up

You close minded, I shoot you in the head I bet chu open up

High yellow woman with her hair to her ass

Bring her home, fuck her like a belt den I crash,

And when it comes to head, I get dat head of the class

I got them green backs like I laid on the grass

Lucci be my nigga, the east is up the building

Young Mula bait, the blanks already filled in

Fire alarm dick, them bitches wanna pull

Weezy baby nigga I ain't just good muthafucka I'm...

[Chorus: Lucci Lou]

I'm Goooooood

I'm Goooooood

I'm Goooooood

(Hehe No Ceilings)

I'm Goooooood

I'm Goooooood

[Lucci Lou:]

Yea,

Still no job bitch, but I ain't hurtin'

Phone still ringin' so I'm still workin'

Got coke for a starters drink if you still slurpin'

Even got a couple pills if your back hurtin'

Uhhh, they call me Mister Pharmaceutical,

I'm getting money every time I'm in the studio,

I'm getting money bitch even when I do a show,

I get the money even if I have to sue a hoe,

That's how the game go eastside play it cold,

We love the new coupes, we love the necks froze,

You could'ntbeat me if you could,

Weezy baby, Lucci Lou and we goood...

[Chorus]

Poke Her Face lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Jae Millz)

[Girl:]

Oh, Oh Oh Oh

Oh, Oh Oh Oh

Po-Po-Po-Pokerface

Po-Po-Pokerface.

[Lil Wayne:]

No Ceilings.

[Girl:]

Oh, Oh Oh Oh.

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

Po-Po-Po-Pokerface

Po-Po-Pokerface.

[Lil Wayne:]

Ah, hem.

Uhm, she sa-said she could fuck me right.

I made her fuck her friend.

She said don't call her a dike, but that's gay.

Hah.

I met her on Monday and fuck all week.

'Cause everytime she leaves she comes back to the treat.

She know I love brain, so I treat her like a geek.

She love the way I spit, so I made her pussy gleet?

Ballin with my nigga and I don't give a fuck.

So, I circled the bitch, we rounded them up.

I treat her like a needa, I'm knowin her for eater, she gonn' tell Q'wuita

And Q'wuita like the media.

Hoop-the-Hoop to the bloodz.

Her lipstick match my flag, that swagg.

Weezy F. Baby got nuts that drag

I put it in your mouth 'till you choke and gag.

[Girl in & out to background:]

Oh, Oh Oh Oh.

Oh, Oh Oh Oh.

[Lil Wayne:]

I poke her face off and now she faceless.

I poke her so much I deserve a bracelet.

[Girl:]

Oh, Oh Oh Oh.

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh.

[Lil Wayne:]

I poke her face off and know she faceless.

And I just made Pokerface a facelift.

[Jae Millz:]

Chi Town Girl.

Bag match ya heels.

Her Ass Hella Fake? but it feel real.

And it felt great when we had sex.

I tore her out the frame, right next to my ex.

For mine aspect, I love your assets.

I love your miniskirt, it's easy access.

Tight game, never mediocre, So that relationship is over.

Once I poke her.

She said she wanted a tour of the tour bus,

(So What'd You Do?)

So I gave her a tour of the tour bus.

It was all us.

On the tour bus, and she did all us,

On the tour bus... like..

[Girl:]

Oh, Oh Oh Oh

Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh

Po-Po-Po-Pokerface

Po-Po-Pokerface.

[Guy:]

I make her say...

[Girl:]

Oh, Oh Oh Oh

Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh

Po-Po-Po-Pokerface.

Po-Po-Pokerface.

[Girl:]

Po-Po-Po-Pokerface

Po-Po-Pokerface. [x2]

Run This Town lyrics - Lil Wayne

Nigga we are, so ready for the war

C-A-R-T-E-R, put the beat in ER

I’m colder than BR, add another three Rs

Watch me like D-V-D V-C-R

Pump to your chest, I ain’t talking CPR

Ridin this track like a motha fuckin street car

New Orleans coroner, his name is Slick Mem ya’ll

Fuck with me wrong you’ll be wakin up in his yard

Man I go crazy on the beat, I go nimrod

Man I act a ass treat the beat like a hemorrhoid 

Man I go to work on the beat, call it employ

Man I kicks it, bitch get your shinguards

Young Money run this, towns, countries

I still eat rappers, Mmmmm, scrumptious

My goons toe thumpers, they pump em like Krumpers

Anybody beat, I’ll dunk on Archie Bunkers

Touchie Be the widest, that run the Metro-polis

I pop like Lollis, you drop like eyelids

The money keep callin, I hear the shit dialin

And they say money talks, you can hear my shit hollerin

You softer than Nylen, oops I meant nylon

Perfection is the goal and I’m headed to the pylon

Crown feelin good, I ain’t even gotta try on

The pistol mean business, that bitch should have a tie on

Teeta told me do this shit, so I had to do this shit

I get super hero money, call that nigga super rich

Keep it super far and wide, let me get on my super shit

Super ill, super sick, dawg I go super Vick

Ran into a super woman, turned her to a super bitch

Hit her with that super dick, she be comin super quick

Super Millz, Mack, Tyga, Streets, Nell and super Nick

Super Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckie, Twiss that’s the super clique

Now I’m off that super shit, fuck that shit I super quit

Runnin’ circles round the game, like a hula-hoop and shit

You gon’ have to nuke that shit, that won’t be a duplicate

And my blunts be super thick, I’m higher than a super kick

I’m-I’m the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit

When I leave the booth, they gotta scoop the shit

My apologies, diabolically

I’m the prodigy, do you roger me?

I look in the flames, and see the hot of me

But how come I’m still, colder than commonly?

Yea we run this town like a lot of feet

Young Mula baby, I’m proud of me