[Intro: Mannie Fresh]
No Ceilings 2, No Ceilings Dos
No Ceilings Bis**ual, that means two
Freaky! Here we go!
[Hook: Mannie Fresh]
Tunechi in the buildin'
His house ain't got no ceilin'
These hoes, they catchin' feelings
We 'bout to make a billion
Stop that b**h
Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune
Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune
Step up to the mic, n***a
Get that b**h right, n***a
Step up to the mic, n***a
Get that b**h right, n***a
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Tunechi
No Ceilings 2, No Ceilings 2
Next to Lil Tunechi you are so minuscule
So pitiful
Dope in the spoon
Bout to go grizzly bear, no Winnie Pooh
Tunechi
Gun under table
Hand on the Bible
My homies homicidal
You dead on arrival
I'm tatted up, I'm tribal
And I'm duckin' trial
I used to throw my money away, now I recycle
Shout out to the Vice Lords, and the Disciples
That's that gang talk, you need subtitles
We sendin' Scud missiles
Your b**h in love with us
We simply mud sippers
More cane than a cripple
Look I am nobody, cause nobody's perfect
Abracadabra, I make a hoe out a virgin
I treat her like a servant
Thanks for your service
I'm cold like sherbet
Got it sewed up like a surgeon
It's me and Mannie Fresh back together, b**h we mergin'
The jokes on them and we smirkin'
Man f** them n***as, they hurtin'
She deep throat like a serpent
I stole out too many purses
Got too many b**hes flirtin'
It's No Ceilings 2, curtains
[Hook: Mannie Fresh & (Lil Wayne)]
Tunechi in the buildin'
(I'm in the buildin')
His house ain't got no ceilin'
(Ain't got no ceilin')
These hoes, they catchin' feelings
(They catchin' feelings)
We 'bout to make a billion
Stop that b**h
Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune
Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune
Step up to the mic, n***a
Get that b**h right, n***a
Step up to the mic, n***a
Get that b**h right, n***a
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Mula, baby!