Wasted Lyrics - No Ceiling Mixtape - Lil Wayne

Uh, rock star lifestyle might not make it 

President got 'em in the White House naked 

Looked at the clock and it said right now 

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

Panetela Dutchy, 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 To 

My life is a video and the women want they cameo 

I just want them pantyhose and I'm higher than Geronimo 

And I got them tools, tell them 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 did put them other niggas on a hiatus 

Beat ya bitch with a pump if she denied data 

Cause I'll serve anyone like a blind waiter 

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

I shake you 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 motherfucker 

You niggas best not slip, ice road truckers 

Lightpole barrel, chopper 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 them 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 y'all 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 niggas little league, call them Curacao 

Energizer money, it keep going 

I'm laid up, I'm free throwing 

Who rebounding, who gives a shit? 

Fuck that, I got 27 years of this 

Hit or miss, I hit your misses 

You are local news, I'm 60 minutes 

I-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 ice in our crosses, keep it Christian 

We consistent, the streets commend it 

Weezy F Baby, the F is for Forensics 

From start to finish, Usain Wayne 

Okay you doing your thing, well things change 

You plain Jane, I'm diverse 

I save 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 spleen or the spine 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? 

Haha 

No Ceilings! 

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