Interlude #2 Lyrics - No Ceiling Mixtape - Lil Wayne

Heart's what it is 

Watch what the kid drops, I'ma get the prop if you're not wit' the biz 

Not only other regions, I really popped at the crib 

So hatin' motherf-ckers, you better stop with the jibs 

All for the dibs, but I'm boss 

It's don't matter what the cost when I live right across from the Wiz 

Killa City will have a nigga lost in the Mids 

Doin' nothin' but mothers stackin' pussy coffin again 

What is happenin' is a merger, different levels of murder 

Lil Weezy cook it and I'ma serve her 

Further, guess what I'ma go do wit' this women when we're eatin' Gerber? 

Mama said to kill 'em all, and I heard her 

Thank you, baby, for what became Lil Wayne 

It's good that all the people know when Strange in the game 

I been really able to hang in the fame 

But when he shot at my nig was when it changed in my lane 

I'm accustomed, f-cking lovin' nothin' but to get your brain 

And I be stuck in lust and quick to a bust a nut and take a nigga's dame wit' no shame 

When they be bussin' 'nough, they thinkin' they thuggin' tough 

But never do knuckle up, you in the game, you bang 

You druggin', touchin' everything, you lame? 

Sucka, you cannot sustain the rain 

Tech N9ne is such a cuckoo in this 

Balla nigga, Strange Music, coupe through swishas 

I know a lot of you prolly never knew who this is 

Well, you listenin' to Tecca Nina, soo woo bidness 

Today, I feel electric gray, I hope tomorrow neon black 

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I tell a nigga all those flows are borrowed, it's the phar-oh, Three Stacks 

I woke up in Cai-ro, lookin' at stars so bright in the sky I thought they were marbles 

No car doors, whatcha call those? A whole carload of raw hoes 

In a Jeep Defender, please remember, don't feed the Simba 

Three's a symbol like nobody, he's a symbol of what's safari 

Pulled her ponytail to my body, she's the only girl that was smart e... 

...nough to call me Mr. Benjamin in the middle of a wild party 

Skin was cinnamon, I pound it harder, how come the only girls that are thought of 

Are the light ones? Well, tonight, then, we gon' do it, do it, do it for the dark ones 

It's important that you are more than welcome to the Carter IV and 

Y'all enjoy it, I will go 'head, and I'll kiss y'all on y'all forehead 

Out 

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