Songtexte: Lil' Wayne. No Ceiling Mixtape. Run This Town.
No Celiing, yeah, heheehaa
I'ma run this town tonight alright now
Nigga we are. So ready for the war.
C-A-R-T-E-R put the beat in ER.
I'm colder than BR
Add another 3 R's
Watch me like D-V-D-V-C-R
Pump to your chest I ain't talking CPR
Riding this track like a
Muthafucking street car.
New Orleans coroner.
His name is Frank Minyare.
Fuck with me wrong. You'll
Be waking up in his yard.
Man I go crazy on this beat I go nimrod
Man I act a ass.
Treat the beat like a
Hemorrhoid
Man I go to work on the beat.
Call it employ.
Man I kicks it.
Bitch get your shin guard.
Uh. Young Money run this towns.
Countries.
I still eat rappers. Hmm. Scrumptious.
My goons tote thumpers.
They pump 'em like krumpers.
Anybody beat.
I'm gon' go Archie Bonkers
Tunchie beat a Wallis.
Let's run the metropolis.
I pop like lollies.
You drop like eyelids.
The money keep calling.
I hear da shit dialing.
And they say money talks you hear my
Shit hollerin'
You softer than nalin. Oops I meant
Nylon
Perfection is the goal. And I'm heading to
The pylon.
Crown fit me good.
I ain't even got ta try on.
My pistol mean business.
That bitch should have a tie on
Teety told me do this shit so I had to do
This shit.
I get super hero money. Call a nigga
Super rich.
Keep it super far. Wide lemme get on
My super shit.
Super ill. Super sick.
Dog. I go super Vick.
Ran into a super women. Turned into a
Super bitch hit her with that super dick. She
Be coming super quick
Super Millz. Mack. Tyga.
Streets. Nelly. Super Nick.
Super Drizzy. Gudda, Chuckie
Twist thats the super click.
Now I'm off that super shit.
Fuck that shit I super quit
Running circles 'round da game like
A hula hoop an'shit.
Your gon' have to nuke this shit.
Dere won't be a duplicate.
And my blunts be super thick.
I'm higher than a super kick.
I'm the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit
When I leave the booth. They gotta
Scoop this shit.
My apologiess. Diabolically.
I'm the prodigy.
Do you roger me?
I look in the flames and see the
Hotter me.
But how come I'm still colder than Commonly?
Yeah we run this town,
Like a lot of feet,
Young Moula Baby,
I'm proud of me
(Proud of me)
I'ma run this town tonight alright now
Nigga we are. So ready for the war.
C-A-R-T-E-R put the beat in ER.
I'm colder than BR
Add another 3 R's
Watch me like D-V-D-V-C-R
Pump to your chest I ain't talking CPR
Riding this track like a
Muthafucking street car.
New Orleans coroner.
His name is Frank Minyare.
Fuck with me wrong. You'll
Be waking up in his yard.
Man I go crazy on this beat I go nimrod
Man I act a ass.
Treat the beat like a
Hemorrhoid
Man I go to work on the beat.
Call it employ.
Man I kicks it.
Bitch get your shin guard.
Uh. Young Money run this towns.
Countries.
I still eat rappers. Hmm. Scrumptious.
My goons tote thumpers.
They pump 'em like krumpers.
Anybody beat.
I'm gon' go Archie Bonkers
Tunchie beat a Wallis.
Let's run the metropolis.
I pop like lollies.
You drop like eyelids.
The money keep calling.
I hear da shit dialing.
And they say money talks you hear my
Shit hollerin'
You softer than nalin. Oops I meant
Nylon
Perfection is the goal. And I'm heading to
The pylon.
Crown fit me good.
I ain't even got ta try on.
My pistol mean business.
That bitch should have a tie on
Teety told me do this shit so I had to do
This shit.
I get super hero money. Call a nigga
Super rich.
Keep it super far. Wide lemme get on
My super shit.
Super ill. Super sick.
Dog. I go super Vick.
Ran into a super women. Turned into a
Super bitch hit her with that super dick. She
Be coming super quick
Super Millz. Mack. Tyga.
Streets. Nelly. Super Nick.
Super Drizzy. Gudda, Chuckie
Twist thats the super click.
Now I'm off that super shit.
Fuck that shit I super quit
Running circles 'round da game like
A hula hoop an'shit.
Your gon' have to nuke this shit.
Dere won't be a duplicate.
And my blunts be super thick.
I'm higher than a super kick.
I'm the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit
When I leave the booth. They gotta
Scoop this shit.
My apologiess. Diabolically.
I'm the prodigy.
Do you roger me?
I look in the flames and see the
Hotter me.
But how come I'm still colder than Commonly?
Yeah we run this town,
Like a lot of feet,
Young Moula Baby,
I'm proud of me
(Proud of me)
Lil Wayne
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