Banned From TV Lyrics

Artist: Lil Wayne
Mixtape: No Ceilings
Year: 2009

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[Lil Wayne]
Uh, ayo it’s Weezy motherfucking, easy with the hating
Bitch I’m in the building, you just decorating
I’m just detonating, then I get blatant
More dangerous than internet dating
Scoob got the cameras on so I got to show off
I put your sister on, I knock your bro off
Weezy spit snowballs catch it in your face bitch
Good game Wayne Maine, I deserve a Naismith
Cook game gain flow, dope in the vein flow
I’ll only be smoking the purple out the rainbow
Stronger than Draino, your boyfriend a lame-o
And if you stay with them then y’all in the same boat
Deep water Carter, fishing for a dollar
You can join the salad, I’m splitting your tomato
Ball cause I gotta, you’ll love me in the morning
I told her I’mma king, them other niggas Prince Charming
She love to rock my mic she say that’s nothing like performing
Man I’m in love with her grill George Foreman
Forewarning, Young Money’s on
And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn
Yeah, take that to the bank with ya
I rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures
Smoke weed talk shit like Lane Kiffin
Whole country in recession but Wayne different
Huh, and I’m a Maybach rider
Haven’t drove it one time, I got a cool black driver
Can’t walk around with guns, I got a dude that got them
Don’t worry if I’m shooting as long as you get shot
And I’mma beast, I’mma pit-bull
I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled
I-I’mma beast, I’mma big bull
I got my money right, I got my clip full
Haha yeah, it’s like 7 in the morning nigga
I’m up for whoever the opponent nigga
Stop the track, let me relish in a moment nigga
Now bring that motherfucker back cause I’m zoning nigga
I go hard like Rafael Nadal
And if the bitches were having it, then I bet we have them all
And man I’m so high it’s like an ever-lasting fall
And I’m charging these hoes like women basketball
Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right
Leave a hole in his chest like a line bite
Super hero call like a crime fight
I see big cheese, you niggas blind mice
Uh, T-Streets still roll with me
Still sticking to the script like Nicole Kidman
Need the man hit? We are those hit men
He stopped running, the bullet holes didn’t
Uh, basically I’m still a monster
Till the fat lady sings I come to kill the Opera
Y’all too plane, I’mma helicopter
My words keep going like a teleprompter
I’m an asshole, wipe me down bitch
I get big checks, Nike Town bitch
Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit
And the flag red like clown lips
Uh, T I can’t stop going
Dropped my best shit like the Cowboys dropped Owens
I’m the best to ever do it motherfucker I know it
No Ceilings God Damn it now the fucking sky’s showing uhhh

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