
No Motive DJ Khaled (Ft. Lil Wayne)
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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
2, 2, 3, 4
3, 2, 3, 4
4, 2, 3, 4
DJ Khaled!
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm a lover not a fighter, I can't find my lighter
My house is four stories, I tell 'em I don't write 'em
And my living room is white, my lies are much whiter
My darkest secrets are bright, I need a sun visor
I say "187", make your bitch run my errands
I'm at the bar with a Dracula, ordering bloody Mary's
I got a house on the prairie, got a corpse in the basement
I see hell out the window, man this view is amazing
And if I go back to jail, Persian rugs in my cell
Got the world in my hands, it got all under my nails
In a room full of stairs, give em something to see
I be so fucking faded, Who washed the colors with bleach?
Now they biting my style, hope it get stuck in yo teeth
I been had the green light, so don't jump in the street
The world's under my feet, I'm just kissing the sky
Tune, what is that smell? That's the shit on my mind, hah?
[Chorus: DJ Khaled & Lil Wayne]
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches (Heh?)
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches (Fuck these niggas)
Fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hoes (Fuck y'all niggas)
1 million, 2 million, 3, 4
2, 2, 3, 4
3, 2, 3, 4
4, 2, 3, 4
DJ Khaled!
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm a lover not a fighter, I can't find my lighter
My house is four stories, I tell 'em I don't write 'em
And my living room is white, my lies are much whiter
My darkest secrets are bright, I need a sun visor
I say "187", make your bitch run my errands
I'm at the bar with a Dracula, ordering bloody Mary's
I got a house on the prairie, got a corpse in the basement
I see hell out the window, man this view is amazing
And if I go back to jail, Persian rugs in my cell
Got the world in my hands, it got all under my nails
In a room full of stairs, give em something to see
I be so fucking faded, Who washed the colors with bleach?
Now they biting my style, hope it get stuck in yo teeth
I been had the green light, so don't jump in the street
The world's under my feet, I'm just kissing the sky
Tune, what is that smell? That's the shit on my mind, hah?
[Chorus: DJ Khaled & Lil Wayne]
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches (Heh?)
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches (Fuck these niggas)
Fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hoes (Fuck y'all niggas)
1 million, 2 million, 3, 4
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