Lil Wayne - Ice Cream Paint Job [NO CEILINGS]

Young Money, syrup and a Big Shot Time to do the thing, that’s word to ya wrist watch Shoot the Glock till it burn to my wrist lock Rims hella big, tires skinny like Chris Rock H-Hold the gun sideways like O-Dog Shoot a nigga in his face, knock his nose off Make the girls say my name like a role call Pain killers got a nigga bout to 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 Yeah, and fuck them other niggas 1 9 hundred, who want it? I deliver Concrete shoes won’t help in the river I don’t care if you were Michael Phelps, my nigga I’m higher than the mutherfuckin’ Alps, my nigga I’m flyer than the mutherfuckin’ stealth, my nigga Y-Young Money shit, top shelf, my nigga We the motherfuckers like MILF, my nigga UhUm, Flow like syringes Yeah, I’m in my mode, got a code like Da Vinci I was in the