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Ice Cream Paint Job - Lil Wayne [No Ceilings] {Lyrics} (2009)
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From : brotherman101109
Added: Oct 28, 2009
DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM THIS SONG IN ANY WAY ***NO COPY INFRINGEMENT INTENDED*** young money syrup in the big shot time to do the thing thats word to your wrist watch Shoot the glock till it burn till my wrist lock Rims hella big tires skinny like Chris Rock Pull the gun sideways like O-dog Shoot a nigga in his face knock his nose off Make the girls say my name like roll call Pain killers got a nigga bout to doze off Big shit nigga talk big shit nigga Big bread like a picnic nigga Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga Money spread like germs, get sick nigga Yeah, and fuck them other niggas 1-900 who want it I deliver Concrete shoes won't help in a river I don't care if you was Michael Phelps my nigga I'm higher than the mother fuckin Alps my nigga I'm flyer than the mother fuckin Stilt my nigga Young Money Shit Top Shelf my nigga We the mother fuckers like milf my nigga Flow like syringes yeah I'm in my mode, got a code like da Vinci's I was in the trenches now I'm in the trump and everybody watch your back when you're in the front You ain't never safe stop plain wit a gangsta Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker Bend a girl over, put her hands on her ankles I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles Why thank you if you's a hater I'm eating you's a waiter Pistol on my hip--Tomb Raider Holla at ya gwalla sue em later Young tomb nigga Typhoon nigga And if you think it's sweet, bye room nigga Damnu nigga, I'm on my game shit She give me good brain like she studied at Camebridge Lighting up a mother fuckin blunt Stupid fruity swag like a mother fuckin runt And I be with my dog like mother fuck a hunting Every day of the week is the first of the month Thought of Marvin Gay with the diamonds in his face Cant tell the time cuz the diamonds in the face We can get it poppin like a semi-automatic And if you got beef I put the biscuit on the patty Rockstar tatted Big money attict Runnin this shit now i'm feelin athletic I'm on a boat bitch getting sea sick Stop plain I'm fresher than a Degree stick Street shit well of coarse I smoke mad weed I'm on my high horse Please don't shoot me down I land feet flat And walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back Ha, I need a massage And when it come to hoes man I got a collage Finger on the button, Nigga just stuntin If you aint the bank teller, don't tell me nothin Kush so strong you can smell me comin Bitch I go hard like the boy from 300 You think yall kick it well boy we punting Young Money baby we the shit weak stomachs No Ceilings
Category : Music
Added: Oct 28, 2009
DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM THIS SONG IN ANY WAY ***NO COPY INFRINGEMENT INTENDED*** young money syrup in the big shot time to do the thing thats word to your wrist watch Shoot the glock till it burn till my wrist lock Rims hella big tires skinny like Chris Rock Pull the gun sideways like O-dog Shoot a nigga in his face knock his nose off Make the girls say my name like roll call Pain killers got a nigga bout to doze off Big shit nigga talk big shit nigga Big bread like a picnic nigga Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga Money spread like germs, get sick nigga Yeah, and fuck them other niggas 1-900 who want it I deliver Concrete shoes won't help in a river I don't care if you was Michael Phelps my nigga I'm higher than the mother fuckin Alps my nigga I'm flyer than the mother fuckin Stilt my nigga Young Money Shit Top Shelf my nigga We the mother fuckers like milf my nigga Flow like syringes yeah I'm in my mode, got a code like da Vinci's I was in the trenches now I'm in the trump and everybody watch your back when you're in the front You ain't never safe stop plain wit a gangsta Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker Bend a girl over, put her hands on her ankles I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles Why thank you if you's a hater I'm eating you's a waiter Pistol on my hip--Tomb Raider Holla at ya gwalla sue em later Young tomb nigga Typhoon nigga And if you think it's sweet, bye room nigga Damnu nigga, I'm on my game shit She give me good brain like she studied at Camebridge Lighting up a mother fuckin blunt Stupid fruity swag like a mother fuckin runt And I be with my dog like mother fuck a hunting Every day of the week is the first of the month Thought of Marvin Gay with the diamonds in his face Cant tell the time cuz the diamonds in the face We can get it poppin like a semi-automatic And if you got beef I put the biscuit on the patty Rockstar tatted Big money attict Runnin this shit now i'm feelin athletic I'm on a boat bitch getting sea sick Stop plain I'm fresher than a Degree stick Street shit well of coarse I smoke mad weed I'm on my high horse Please don't shoot me down I land feet flat And walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back Ha, I need a massage And when it come to hoes man I got a collage Finger on the button, Nigga just stuntin If you aint the bank teller, don't tell me nothin Kush so strong you can smell me comin Bitch I go hard like the boy from 300 You think yall kick it well boy we punting Young Money baby we the shit weak stomachs No Ceilings
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