Lil Wayne - Watch My Shoes lyrics

No ceilings motherf**er good morning, Dick in your mouth while you yawning, I'm goin' in, Gudda why they started me, Marley why they started me, I'll bring you to the front door like you ordered me, Back in this b**h but a lot more rich, On my poppa bear sh**, need hot porridge, Gotta a lot more sh** than you could ever fathom, A big head n***a couldn't even imagine, The sh** I do, most doer's never done, I'ma f** this beat, your b**h who you better come, Better run this sh**, I don't run from sh**, I still beat your a** like a f**ing drumstick, Weezy f**ing baby baby make the ladies come quick, The money can't fit in my pockets but I bet that gun fit, And I'm so unfit cos all I eat is rappers, And these rappers ain't sh** I like my fast food faster, Syrup got me slow like a turtle round this hoe, And I'm flier than the highest flying bird around this hoe, What's the word around this hoe, you get served around this hoe, Yeah you get served like a f**ing H'ordeurve around this hoe, I don't slurge around no hoe, no I don't shine in front no b**h, Cos after she get off my dick I be like find the front door b**h, I don't know why the f** your b**h keep coming by And I f** your b**h a hundred times what the f** your b**h got on her mind, My f**ing dick, I call her dick head, spicy like a big red, strike you like a bic head Your flow sick, my sh** did, sillier than vic said, soulja boy and Arab, You should see my eleven year old daughter do they dance, I call it the nay nay dance proud to be nay nay's dad, Gun on the waistline, leave you in the wasteland, We are not the same, I am a martian, this is space jam, No ceilings R-I-P a man, moth'f**ing cave man Beating on my chest Young Money Cash Money, And I'm eating all the rest n***a no offense, Sorry if your offended, Riding high like I'm on fifty four inches, Man I'd rather chill with fifty four b**hes, Chi-chill like chi-chill like an Eskimo Lets get mo, lets get mo b**hes And I be like lets get mo b**hes, Mr officer stop arresting your b**hes, Stop let the messy hoes mess with yo business, Mickey mouse cheese, hip hop Walt Disney, Shesh gosh Oshkosh B'gosh, smokin' on that Bob Marley, Listening to Pete Tosh, I do me, no I do three, At A T I'm E, why when we say we young mula, The b**hes leave y'all and relay run to us, And payday comes sooner than later round here, You see my sharks like I got some bait around here, Hey you better stop the hate around there, Before tommy mack and nina debate around there, Yeah you see it in my face I don't care, Whole court hearing trial and the case around there, I'm the best thing yet I know I got that thing wet, Everybody want be fly but don't know where there wings at, Ah hu Had to pause for a minute And I'm right back in it like the draws of the woman, On a scale of one to ten and my girl be a twenty, My girls so bad make a n***a think he sinning, My goons so pretty my goons are so with me, Haters got to go on iTunes to go get me Gaters by the doors, baboons and those grizzly's All come at me when I'm on the microphone in the, Mic check 2, 3, I'm different like blue pee And my girls be half naked like Betty Boop Be Like a hoopty, man the boy been riding And I aint gas'd up because I'm more like a hybrid, You think I'm stunting no I'm just surviving, And I've been here but my soul is just arriving, Look up in the air, it's a crow it's a robin, No ceilings full dose I'm prescribing, medication free And for meditation we Smoke some better tasting weed That you'll ever taste or see S-H-A-R-P as tac hotter than Riding through a dessert on a camel back, I done bin riding through wherever with the hammer strapped, I ain't lying, I can do whatever if I'm planning that, So I got my guns lets dance like fanny pack, And we cooked the hard, cut the soft and bring the... back, Mafio b**h where you muthf-cking family at, Call my n***a gudda if you trying to get your mami back, All up in another n***a woman I be ramming that, Seeing through these see through n***as like their laminate, Hip hop so contaminate, I swear just examine that, If I'm such a philanthropist the god to these evangelists, I dress all Los Angeles but I love miami though, I am so New Orleans yes I grew pistachios, Dat mean I go nuts at any beat they throw at me, And the b**hes is so at me, And you know what they throw at me