LYRIC

Top that, just some banging

Made enough of this money to quit complaining

But still I ain't made enough of it to quit the gaming

Hit the camin, cop the telly that's where the bitches hanging

Nice room I'm bugging wait 'til you hear the prize

Top floor she overcoming her fear of heights

Cut the wave she got motion sickness

Promise a paradise, and watch her settle for a pair of nikes

Poppin' that killa can't get enough of this skrilla

The papers the pina colada, the dutchess vanilla

They don't come any reala' I can handle the bell

Play the hand I was dealt, won't bluff any dealer

Hoes on my parlay fuck 'em the fair way

They wanna get to know me,my name is more then I care to tell

I'm just tellin' the truth, raising hell in the booth

Gotta make it to heaven,come back and skip through the sabbath

Linger roll 'em smoke until it's gone

Lay my head down baby I'm a rolling stone

Stoned ,drunk won't remember nothing in the mor'

I'ma do this 'til I'm dead and gone

Smoke weed, fuck bitches

Stunt hard all you lame ass niggers

I got one life I'ma live it

I'ma live my life with no limits

Make it back tomorrow don't care how much I spend

Think I'm a G wait 'til you meet my friends

A beast I've been now they wait on line

'Til I sign their CD for them I am

All who question sleep on him

Eating good soup don't leave a piece for them

We gon' smoke palm trees ,drink some gin

Couldn't walk in my shoes, know what your feet fit in

Since I been off the leach like I had a couple of drinks

Watch my buzz increase , now we twistin' up sipping champainge

On a beach, what either gets in a game go deceased nigga,nigga

Right about now

Linger roll 'em smoke until it's gone

Lay my head down baby I'm a rolling stone

Stoned ,drunk won't remember nothing in the mor'

I'ma do this 'til I'm dead and gone

Smoke weed, fuck bitches

Stunt hard all you lame ass niggers

I got one life I'ma live it

I'ma live my life with no limits

I came from nothing I won my money making machines

I'm selling raps 'cause there ain't no escaping the fiends

All over the map just me and my caribbean team

A few from Atlanta, my other niggers repping the B

High definition it seems like we live on the screen

Not 'cause it's clear as day , because me and my niggers be clean

We stay fly haters hate when we step on the scene

'Cause we young black and living the american dream

Ok ,ok this is what I do planning six off in this thing

So it's what believe it's true

Shout out to the homie AO the world don't have a clue

To what's about to happen homie I'm just waiting on my queue

The gun don't get 'em, pray that they don't let 'em

That nigga be goin' in who the fuck is y'all telling

I plan to ride this motherfucker 'til the wheels broke

Thought I was selling crack while

Listening back like that shit came back real dope

Smoke weed, fuck bitches

Stunt hard all you lame ass niggers

I got one life I'ma live it

I'ma live my life with no limits

Wiz Khalifa - No Limit - lyrics


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