Lil Wayne

[fox69]

"I'm So Over You"
(feat. Shanell)

"I'm So Over You"
(feat. Shanell)



[Lil Wayne:]
No regrets at all, I'm high and I hope you can catch the fall
Welcome to my lecture hall, you can't shake my infection off
Take me to your leader and, I promise I will be the man
Swim until I see the sand, then die as soon as I reach the land
The water's over our hands, what happened to our plans
Swim until I see the sand, then die as soon as I reach the land!

[Chorus:]
This is my resurrection, so fuck your resolution
I don't need no protection, I don't need your confusion
Don't know what to believe
Don't know what to believe
Don't know what to believe
Don't care what you believe
Cause I'm so over you, yeah I'm so over you
Yeah I fly over you, cause I'm so over you

[Shanell:]
Heeeey
I did everything by the book, book, book
Scribblin'over all the notes that I took, took, took
Find out that you're no better than a crook
Setting the setup to fall like the twins, you... struck
Show them a picture of my I.D.
Better enough to prove that it's me
Look in the mirror,
Now who should I...

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne:]
Ha!
Don't know what to believe (huh)
Don't know what to believe (yeah)
Don't know what to believe (huh)
Don't care what you believe (yeah)
Don't know what to believe (huuuh)
Don't know what to believe (yeaaaaah)
Don't know what to believe (huuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaah)
Yeaah!
Huh!

 

[fox69]

"IANAHB"

"IANAHB"



I'm in the crib butt naked bitch
She said my dick could be the next black president
Americans hate the I'm American
Medicine, I treat it like peppermints
Uh, I'm in the ocean getting shark pussy
Shoot you in ya fuckin' mouth and make you talk to me
Sometimes I need someone to talk to
Cause I Am Not A Human Being... Part Two
Getting paid, show money for walkthroughs
Lettin' all these hoes ride my dick, car pools
My bars passed the bar exam, no law school
Cash Money Army, veteran with my war wounds
Uh, whatcha man doing?
I pop his muthafuckin' top like a canned good
And all my niggas that I roll with are hella armed
And last night I took a transformer
And had a dream that my dick turned to Megatron
But my girl, was sleeping with Decepticons
Money talks man and mine talk lecture long
P-U-S-S-Y... my second home
I be grindin' on them hoes like a half pipe
She say "Tunechi you the shit, you need your ass wiped"
I say "Before you gas me up, check the gas price"
Then I make her take this dick like advice
She see-saw it, she suck it and enjoy it
I stick it in her ass like some fucking steroids
Jose Canseco, make no mistake
Like a white boy wearing black paint
You're a fake ass nigga
Break pads nigga... wait
You ain't in my weight class nigga
Lookin' for the muthafuckin' man in the mirror
Runnin' this shit like a faucet... Farrah
Barra... cuda, who the fuck you are?
I can make ya bitch root for me like I grew her
Bodies in the sewer, tampons in manure
90 billions bitches on my dick like a skewer
That's swag, I'm a True Blood, bitch no fangs
Been went pro, now I'm going propane
Tell the bitch get off me, bitch get off me
I got her over here blowing me like coffee
Decaffeinated, hand me that paper like I graduated
And I get head while it's decapitated
Think it's a game nigga come play
I'm with my killer bees, fuck bug spray
Yeah, Young Money so gangsta, I personally know strangers
It's so strange but this girl named Dana, like to go anal
Shoot 'em in his head, what's that? A no brainer
Plain ol' nigga, but a break from the norm
I wear my heart on my sleeve so don't be breakin' my arm
I rather ring ya fuckin' neck before I ring the alarm
I dream to meet a serial killer that'll bring me alone
Wit 'em, I gotta hit 'em like redbones with long hair
Fuck with me, ya ass is grass... get a lawn chair
I was fucking before my dick started growin' hair
Bitches sweatin' me like John Mayer, or warm air
Man, nuts and bananas
You know how the tables turn, where are your table manners?
If you fake, put a egg in ya shoe and scramble
No rubber... I just fucked this piano
Nigga

 

[fox69]

"Ice Cream Paint Job"

"Ice Cream Paint Job"



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
Ho hold the gun sideways like o'dogg
Shoot a nigga in his face knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like a roll call
Pain killers got a nigga bout ta doze off
Big shit nigga talk big shit nigga
Big bread bread like a picnic nigga
Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Money spread like germs get sick nigga
Yeaa, And fuck them other niggas,
1 9 hundred who want It, I deliver
Concrete shoes wont help in the river
I dont care if you were Michael Phelps my nigga
I'm higher than a mothafucka Alps my nigga
I'm flyer than a mothafucka stealth my nigga
Young Money shit top shelf my nigga
We them mothafuckas like Milf my nigga
UhUhm, Flow like Syringes
Yea I'm in my mode got a code like Da Vinci
I was in the trenches, now I'm in the trunk
And everybody watch your back, when your in the front
You ain't never safe stop playin with a gangsta
Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker
Bend the girl over put her hands on her ankles
I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles

Why thank yous, if you a hater
I'm eatin, yous a waiter
Pistol on my hip, Tomb Raider
Holla at your guala, zoom later
Young Tune nigga, typhoon nigga
And if you think its sweet, buy a room nigga
Damu Nigga, Im on my gang shit,
She give me good brain like she studied at Cambridge
Lightin up a mothafucking blunt,
Stupid fruity swag like a mothafucka runt
And I be with my dog like a mothafucking hunt
and everyday of the week is the first day of the month
Audemar Piguet with the diamonds in the face
Can't tell the time cause 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 addict
Running this shit now Im feelin athletic
I I'm on a boat bitch, gettin sea sick
Stop playin Im fresher then a degree stick
Street shit, well of course, I smoke mad weed
I'm on my high horse, please don't shoot me down, I land feet flat
Then walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back
Haha, I need a massage,
And when it comes to hoes man I got a collage
Finger on the button, nigga just stuntin'
If you ain't the bank teller don't tell me nuntin
Kush so strong you can smell me coming
bitch I go hard like the boy from 300
You think ya kick it, well boy we puntin
Young Money baby we the shit weak stomachs
No Ceilings....Mothafucka

 

[fox69]

"IDK"

"IDK"


What's happenin
Yeaah, Yeah, Yeah!
What's poppin yall [x2]
Its Tunechi lee in this motherfucka (tunechi)
This mixtape is called Sorry 4 the Wait
(sorry for the wait)
Carter 4 comin soon august 29th

But in the meantime in between time I'm sorry for the wait
I know I promised a whole lotta dates so I'm sorry for the wait
I know you all have been patiently waiting (uhuh)
Well I hope you all have been patiently waiting (uhuh)
(Yeah) cuz I am sorry for the wait
I hope my apology is accepted (ay) (ay) (ay) just as well as ma music is

I'm the best! But onto anotha subject
What yall been doin?
I been chillen like a mothafucka uhuh yeah
Ma children gettin older uhuh yeah
Ma bitches gettin colder (shoutout Detail)
(Yo Menace what's poppin)
Ma money gettin olda (jrock) uh yeah
Got dat new money too though shawty

But nuttin betta then that old money (everybody on the tour wit me)
You see (211) shoutout to ma homies (as always)
Fe Fe what it is
T street what it is
Lil T what it is
Du Fute what it is
Raw Dia I see you Lil Thugga I see ya Lil Flow I see ya
I like to say thank you to the people who helped me with this mixtape
Ma nigga mike banga (Oh)
Raw dia (oh)
Lil thugga (oh)
Lil flow (oh)
I thank you [x2]

I thank you believe that
I thank you believe that
I thank you
Shout out to ma nigga Mack Maine (I thank you )
Shout out to ma nigga Lil Twist (I thank you )
Shout out to ma nigga T street
Shout out to ma nigga Fido ( yeah )
Shout out to ma nigga Lil Twist
Shout out to ma nigga Lil Chuckee
I know I said Lil Twist alredy but fuck it
Shout out to ma girl Shanelle
Shout out to Nicki Minaj (yeah)
Shout out to ma nigga Lil Drizzy (uhuh)
Shoutout all yall
Shoutout Lil Tyga Tyga (birdman)
Shout out dog uh
Fuzee Baby!
Fuzee

Hit a bitch with a car bomb (ay) [x3]
Uuuhh
Are you kidding nigga ?
Vp James what's poppin
Ari (you know brooklyn )
Yeah are here are yu kidding nigga
Shoutout EO
Shoutout ma nigga Jason
Steady j rounds as a kill these niggas yeh
Shoutout ....
Marisa
Ms Nicki Minaj
Shoutout to all the people who hold me down during them 8 months
Everybody all the fans I can't do nuttin wit out yu I sware to god
When I look in the mirror I don't see ma self I see yall
That's what I live for I live for yall I did this for yall
And if yall don't want me to do it no more then I won't
That I mean
Young money
Shoutout to ma...
(Too much talking at the same time )
Be looking for the carter 4 august 29th coming soon
I'm sorry for the wait
Just wanna make up for the time ya digg
Shoutout ma nigga drizzy gotta new album coming
Tyga tyga Lil Twist and Shanelle Comiin
Checkout Lil twist new single as well
D

 

[fox69]

"Inkredible Remix"

"Inkredible Remix"


[Thugga]
I pop some Percocets
Then I pop some Xanax
Sitting back, strapped, cocked
Plotting on your man next
Jack a nigga for his work
And stretch it like some Spandex
He hesitate, I spray and leave him
Like a Tampex – oops, I meant a Tampax
Bitch, I keep that anthrax
I can get your man wacked, for a couple Tan packs
Shoot off your Sedan lap
Nigga, I demand stacks
I ain’t playing, black
Bitch, I be spraying Macks

All type of guns with accessories
I’m like Cosby for the bills
I need mills like Stephanie
Pussy niggas can’t stand next to me
I’ve got dope and ecstasy
Keep em floating like both of the levees breached
80s baby but my soul from the 70s
Worldwide game like a travelled the 7 seas
Niggas ain’t OG, scary lil bitch, please
Tune ate pussy in the can.. Frisky

[Raw Dizzy]
I got 10 up on my pinky ring and 20 on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass, but they can’t say shit
I’m just here to separate the real from the fake shit
I told you, I was coming n I’m sorry for the wait
I gotta get this money
Mane, it’s right here in my face
I got the Devil on my back
I don’t wanna be up in that place
My mom tell me to be safe
I just keep running in these streets
I can’t stop fuckin with these hoes
But I say I’m just doing me
Bitch, I’m a 9th Ward nigga
Mason street, D&G
That Flordia right by the D they need to free my nigga B
I ain’t the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody knocked off their feet
So watch your fucking mouth
Before you end up on that floor and stop
Acting like you’re hard cause
You know you’ve been a ho
I told you out the gate I’m not the fake
I gotta say it, please excuse
Almost forgot I’m all Dizzy by the way

[Flow]
Money over bitches, bitch I’m coming for the check
Vampire living, bitch I’m coming for your neck
Raw! I’m sharp, my swagger like an X
I’m a motherfucking monster
I rap like I’m possessed
Call me Mr. Still Smoking, smoke it in a paper
The game is a bitch, hold her down and rape her
Yes I am a Blood but I be wylin’ with my skaters
We probably smoking flavors bumping Tyler the Creator
I’m a Eastside native, all my niggas Soo Woopin’
They went crazy when they heard I had a song
With Lil Tunechi, bitch!
Get some ice and pour my Sprite
And light my bong and my doobies
Fuck your producer
I’m the one that be producing my music
I’m a hippie surrounded by a lot of pot
Pot is in me
Drop ya like an Otterbox
Sleeping on me like I’m rapping with a blanket
Kill a nigga have him thinking that he planking

[Lil Wayne]
All-red plaid shirt, skinny ass jeans on
Them goons at your front door, choppers out: “ding dong!”
Didn’t I change the game and put my motherfucking team on
Now let my chopper ring
“Baka!” is my ringtone
Fuck you ho-ass niggas, I get money and get over hoes
We hold court with them heaters
“Pop!” case open/closed
Looking for a bitch to hop up on my totem pole
And my blunt be stupid-fat, double-stuffed – Oreos
I get loaded til I motherfucking overload
Been rapping, flows still tight like aerobic’s clothes
Ask them bitches, I told em hoes
They back it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx Tale Cologero
Lighter in my pocket, light the sky rocket
Pull em hammers out and run them nigga’s like Stocktons
Got some niggas from my city
Thugga, Dizzy, Flow
Sorry 4 the Wait, coming soon, Carter IV, beyotch!

 

[fox69]

"Inside"

"Inside"


[Lil' Wayne talking]
I came back around, I came back around, I came back around
The Carter muthafucka
Right now we still in the kitchen man
You checkin out them bitches booties right (I know)
Yea, but lets move on man, I got plenty more house to shoe to show you man
Plenty mo Carter to give you
You know, let's go man

[Verse]
Now let me show you upstairs
Got the glass house floor to let me know who up there
Look down and you see your reflection
You ain't gotta know who down here
You just know you protected
Hey man, how I don't know you connected
Here's a little more fiend let me see you inject it
That's right little wode respect this
Understand me or get 'cha mammy a death wish
Part one, part two, part three
All the parts of "Godfather" all a part of me
If you, look to the wall ya' see
A few, gagged up, tied up scared pricks
Got 'em, facin the wall like they was on "Blair Witch" (yea)
I ain't, chasin' at all but it get scary 'bout my chips
And in here is where I keep the bricks
Acknowledge lil' marley in the hallway
He got the clips

[Lil' Wayne talking]
Don't shoot 'em Marley (yea)
This my lil' dude marley man
He hold me down, know what I'm talking 'bout
I'll show you the rest of the house later man
You wait right here, I be back
CARTER....CARter....carter...

 

[fox69]

"Interlude"
(feat. Tech N9ne, André 3000)

"Interlude"
(feat. Tech N9ne, André 3000)



[Tech N9ne:]
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’ motherfuckers, 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, fucking lovin’ nothin’ but to get your brain
And I be stuck in lust and quick to 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

[Andre 3000:]
Today, I feel electric gray, I hope tomorrow neon black
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 enough 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

 

[fox69]

"Interlude #1"

"Interlude #1"


[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]

 

[fox69]

"Interlude #2"

"Interlude #2"


[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]

 

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"



Lil' Wayne
Ha ha
Uhh, man fuck them bitches and them hoes
And them niggas pussies, camel toes
I got some money on me and the weed nice
My shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light
Bitch it’s Carter 4, murder’s all she wrote
Now it’s fuck everybody like a Scorpio
Still running shit, I’m on my cardio
Boy I’m going in, like my water broke
Suicide note, suicide doors
I put in overtime, like a tied score
Tinted windows bitch, that mean mind yours
And the weed loud, like a lion’s roar
Stare into the eyes, the eyes of forever
Hear no evil, see no evil, Helen Keller
No music on, rock it a-capella
And I don’t need a watch, the time is now or never
Tell my niggas love, I die behind this shit
A nigga countin’ money, you niggas counterfeit
Real nigga, nigga, proud of what I am
Young money is an army, bitch I’m Uncle Sam
Them hoes call me Tunechi, mama call me Tune
I left the bullshit, in the waiting room
Straight to the money, no short cuts
Now watch me go retarded, yellow short bus
We do drive-bys, we do walk-ups and bitch I be so high, I get starstruck
Millz in this bitch he said fuck them hoes
And the jewelry bright, like summer clothes
And I keep some bud like Rudy Huxtable
I’m bout to slam the beat, nigga, Dusty Rhodes
I’m from Eagle street, I go Hercules
I get on the beat, murder 1st degree
YMCMB, we don’t give a fuck
You faker than some titties, you get tittie fucked
This the best-worst feeling and nigga if I die I die a death worth living
This that textbook G shit
I’ve been in that water but I’ve never been seasick
(Yeah)
Knock me I knock ya face off, life’s a crazy bitch, Grace Jones
Mind of a genius, with a heart of stone
Ha
C4, Mr. Carter’s home!