[Intro: DJ Khaled & Drake]
Let's go
Ayy, the blues is now kickin' and dinner is three Michelin
I don't eat red meat, but still got beef sizzlin'
[Intro: DJ Khaled & Drake]
Let's go
Ayy, the blues is now kickin' and dinner is three Michelin
I don't eat red meat, but still got beef sizzlin'
Know that I need discipline
I keep singin' for all these hoes, they keep listenin'
Niggas love to bro up with the boy and dap fists
But we are not equivalent, dawg
I been an only child, don't need siblings
And I'm past them like the times that he's livin' in, okay
Man, if you saw what I flew here, you be like "He's sickenin'"
If you not runnin' some top, we not gon' keep kickin' it—
[Interlude: DJ Khaled]
No Ceilings 3
Lil Wayne and Drake, let's go
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, the blues is now kickin' and dinner is three Michelin
I don't еat red meat, but still got beef sizzlin'
Know that I need discipline
I keep singin' for all thеse hoes, they keep listenin'
Niggas love to bro up with the boy and dap fists
But we are not equivalent, dawg
I been an only child, don't need siblings
And I'm past them like the times that he's livin' in, okay
Man, if you saw what I flew here, you be like "He's sickenin'"
If you not runnin' some top, we not gon' keep kickin' it
Classics I keep scribblin', lights in the Universal building just keep flickerin'
Money just keep comin' in
You would think I'm Irish the way that it stays doublin'
I could feed a country with the tax that I pay governments
Whatever they're doin' with my cash is very troublin'
Okay, February came around, I used to get paid shovelin'
Sold clothes, walked dogs, trust me, I stay hustlin'
When it came to school, there's no way that I'm A-plus'n it
So I just dropped out of it, trust me, I'm not proud of it
Niggas get too comfy in they spot, they get knocked out of it
Niggas get a gun just so they can make props out of it
Shawty make a scene in the house, she get locked out of it
Yeah, you not 'bout to be chillin' in this bitch with kicked feet up
I'ma make you bounce out this ho, like Big Freedia
Pete O. used to throw a purple tint on a two liter
First private plane I ever rode was a eight-seater
Before that, I got the bedroom hot with the space heater
On top of that, I didn't have shit to my name either, that's real
But now I'm givin' house tours 'til it's back to world tours
Play that "Mask Off" when they find the real cure
I might not be good for her, but I'm real to her
Got no time for her, but give Richard Mille to her
That's the only way I know how to express love
My dawgs love sticks and drums like they Questlove
All them jokes about Aubrey they got me messed up, for real
I come with a lot of complications inside me
It's always people misleadin' me that are tryna guide me
Everyone wants to try me, but no ones wants to buy me
Everyone wants to meet me, but no one wants to keep me
Everyone talkin' lemons when everything is peachy
Everyone got they hands out, and it ain't to reach me
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Mhm, mhm
Everyone got they glass out, let's drink to Weezy
Every nigga that stare me down just came to see me
Choppin' up a lil' cash cow, that's steak I'm eatin'
Check deposits, high-risers with extra closets
The sex platonic, I talk intelligent, text Ebonics
The electronic guitars whinin', that's just Nirvana
Tommy gun on the counter I call it Mr. Thomas
That'll keep niggas honest
I'm dozin' off in the driver seat 'cause the seat give massages
That's some more point money, these numbers too steep for commas
I'm eye to eye with niggas, I can't help but to see beyond them
Got a two-seater problem
Niggas thinkin' they cold, I knock the flu-season out them
Bitches forget they hoes, and that's when Tunechi remind them
I used to fuck Gucci models, I'm fuckin' Gucci designers
I keep it 2-G regardless, I'm gettin' too deep for divers
Let me resurface, I'm flexin' on purpose
She especially curvy, bet she be servin' every purpose
Perfect, I'm better than perfect, I'm sick, I need to see a medical person
Eatin' all of these rappers with these edible verses
All I gotta be is all that I can possibly
She really, really into me, then suck it all up out of me
I'm proud of me, I don't know how to be sorry, apologies
You fuckin' with my math, you better know some trigonometry
Cause I'ma be bustin', leave your Lima bean at your mama feet
I flip the economy like Dominique Dawes
They say I'm trippin', I guess they wishin' I finally fall
I don't need war, I need a bitch that know I'ma need yours
I'ma need more, niggas is shifty like Honda Accords
Fire alarm, ain't got no ceilings, we climbin' the walls
Higher than yours, I fuck your bitch and she die in my arms
Lion has roared, No Ceilings 3 with my mind on the fourth
Holla at your boy
[Outro: DJ Khaled]
This that BB King, Lil Wayne featuring Drake
Classic shit (DJ Khaled)
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne! (Lil Wayne!)
[Uvod: DJ Khaled & Drake]
Idemo
Ayy, blues sada kickin', a večera je tri Michelin
Ne jedem crveno meso, ali ipak je dobio govedine sizzlin'
Znam da mi treba disciplinirati
Stalno pjevajmo za sve ove hoes, oni držati listenin'
Crnje vole braco se s dječakom i prošara šakama
Ali mi nisu ekvivalentni, Dawg
Bio sam jedino dijete, ne treba braće i sestara
A ja sam pored njih kao vrijeme koje je on Livin' u, u redu
Čovječe, ako si vidio što sam doletio ovdje, bilo kao „On je sickenin'”
Ako ne runnin' neki vrh, ne gon”držati kickin', gotovi
[Međuigre: DJ Khaled]
Ne Stropovi 3
Lil Wayne i Drake, idemo
[Redak 1: Drake]
Ayy, blues sada kickin', a večera je tri Michelin
Ja ne еat crvenog mesa, ali ipak je dobio govedine sizzlin'
Znam da mi treba disciplinirati
Držim pjevajmo za sve thеse hoes, oni držati listenin'
Crnje vole braco se s dječakom i prošara šakama
Ali mi nisu ekvivalentni, Dawg
Bio sam jedino dijete, ne treba braće i sestara
A ja sam pored njih kao vrijeme koje je on Livin' u, u redu
Čovječe, ako si vidio što sam doletio ovdje, bilo kao „On je sickenin'”
Ako ne runnin' neki vrh, ne gon”držati kickin' ga
Klasika Stalno scribblin', svjetla u Universal grade samo zadržati flickerin'
Novac samo zadržati Comin' u
Ti bi da sam irski način da ostane doublin'
Mogao sam hraniti zemlju s porezom koji plaćam vlade
Što god da radiš sa svojom gotovinom vrlo troublin'
Ok, veljača došao oko, ja sam plaćen shovelin'
Prodano odjeću, ušao psi, vjerujte mi, ja ostajem hustlin'
Kada je došao u školu, nema šanse da sam ja A-plus'n njega
Pa sam odustao od toga, vjeruj mi, nisam ponosan na to
Crnje previše udoban u uoče, oni dobiti pokucao iz nje
Crnje nabaviti pištolj samo tako mogu napraviti rekvizite iz nje
Shawty napraviti scenu u kući, ona bi isključeni iz njega
Da, ne kažeš da se Chillin 'u ovom kuja s šutirali nogama
Ja sam vas odbijaju se to ho, kao što su Big Freedia
Pete O. koristi za baciti ljubičastu nijansu na dvije litre
Prvi privatni avion koji sam ikada Rode bio osam sjedala
Prije toga, dobio sam sobu vruće s prostora grijač
Na vrhu toga, nisam imala sranja na moje ime bilo, to je pravi
Ali sada sam givin' Kuća ture „Til to je povratak na svjetskim turnejama
Igra koja „masku” kad su pronašli pravi lijek
Ne bi bilo dobro za nju, ali ja sam pravi za nju
Nema vremena za nju, ali daj Richard Mille joj
To je jedini način na koji ja znam kako izraziti ljubav
Moje Dawgs vole štapiće i bubnjeva kao da Questlove
Sve ih vicevi o Aubrey oni me je zabrljao, za real
Dolazim s puno komplikacija u meni
To je uvijek ljudi misleadin' ja da su tryna voditi me
Svatko želi da me probati, ali ne i one me želi kupiti
Svatko želi da se nađemo, ali nitko ne želi da me zadrži
Svatko Govoriš limun kada je sve breskve
Svatko je dobio su ruke, a to nije do mene
[Redak 2: Lil Wayne]
Mhm, mhm
Svatko je dobio su stakla out Popijmo za Weezy
Svaki crnjo koji me buljiti dolje samo došla da me vidi
Choppin' up Lil”gotovina krava, to je odrezak sam eatin'
Provjerite depoziti, visoke ustaju sa posebnim ormarima
Seks platonski, razgovaram inteligentna, SMS Ebonics
Elektronski gitare whinin', to je samo Nirvana
Tommy pištolj na šank sam ga zovu Gospodin Thomas
To će zadržati niggas iskren
Ja sam dozin' off u sjedištu vozača jer masaže sjedište dati
To je nešto više smisla novca, ove brojke previše strme za tipkovnici
Ja sam na svoje oči s niggas, ja ne mogu pomoći, ali da vidi dalje od njih
Imaš problem dvosjed
Crnje razmišljao im je hladno, ja kucam gripe sezone iz njih
Ženke zaboraviti da motike, a to je kada Tunechi ih podsjetiti
Ja se zajebavati Gucci modele, ja sam jebena Gucci dizajnera
Ja ga 2-G držati bez obzira, ja sam Gettin' predubok za ronioce
Dopustite mi da se ponovno pojaviti, ja flexin' namjerno
Posebno je curvy, Kladim se da se servin' svaki smisao
Savršeno, ja sam bolji od savršenog, ja sam bolestan, moram vidjeti medicinsku osobu
Eatin' svih tih repera s tim jestivim stihovima
Sve što moraš biti je sve što sam ja eventualno mogu
Ona je jako, jako u mene, a onda je sve usisati iz mene
Ja sam ponosan na mene, ne znam kako da se ispričavam, isprike
Ti jebeni sa svojim matematikom, bolje znati neke trigonometrija
Uzrok Ja sam se Bustin', ostavi Lima grah na tvoja mama noge
Ja flip gospodarstvo poput Dominique Dawes
Kažu da sam Trippin', mislim da wishin' Ja konačno pasti
Ne treba rat, trebam kuja koja zna Ja sam potrebu, tvoje
Ja sam je potrebno više, crnje je prevrtljiv kao Honda sporazuma
Protupožarni, nije dobio bez stropova, mi climbin' zidovima
Veća od tvoje, ja jebati kuja i ona umrijeti u svojim rukama
Lav riče, bez stropova 3 s mislima na četvrti
Holla na dječaka
[Završnu: DJ Khaled]
To da je BB King, Lil Wayne sadrži Drake
Klasični sranje (DJ Khaled)
Ne Stropovi 3, Lil Wayne! (Lil Wayne!)