[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Bangladesh
No Ceilings, motherfucker
Hahaha, yeah
Uh-huh, all right
Uh-huh, all right, ugh

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Nice tires on the 'Ghini, you should wanna king me
Brain-dead flow: vegetable, zucchini
I live on the beach; she walk around in her bikini
Girls are like school, and I cut 'em like seniors
I'm here to distinguish the bears from the penguins
Life is just a gap—get some money in between it
Glocks like police, pumps like Finas
This beat getting totaled: Pam, Keisha, Kima
S—Sitting on the world, thinking 'bout a girl
Pistol on my side, paint you like a mural
Digged in my pocket, pulled out a party
Be cool 'fore you get stomped and pulled out the party
H—Hollygrove shit, I'm on my Hollygrove shit
Looking for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick
Big-bad-flow Weezy, fuck the polices
Church, like a choir and a couple of old priestses
Elevator in my crib 'cause it's five floors
I'm not expecting you to have one inside yours, haha
Vince Young, suicide doors, haha
Life's a bitch; now, die for her
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