Broke Up (Feat. Fre$h & Gudda Gudda)

Bangladesh No Ceilings motherfucker Nice tires on the 'Ghini you should wanna king me Brain-dead flow vegetable zucchini I live on the beach she walk around in her bikini Girls are like school and I cut 'em like seniors I'm here to distinguish the bears from the penguins Life is just a gap get some money in between it Glocks like police pumps like Finas This beat getting totaled Pam Keisha Kima Sitting on the world thinking 'bout a girl Pistol on my side paint you like a mural Digged in my pocket pulled out a party Be cool 'fore you get stomped and pulled out the party Hollygrove shit I'm on my Hollygrove shit Looking for a bad bitch I give her dinosaur dick Big bad flow Weezy fuck the polices Church like a choir and a couple of old priests Elevator in my crib 'cause it's five floors I'm not expecting you to have one inside yours Vince Young suicide doors Life's a bitch now die for her I have the type of flow niggas don't have to like My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don't have to write Oh you ain't know The way I'm eating niggas wish they had my appetite Straight up out of Texas and I'm major like Applewhite I pour four then I hit the exit door 'Bout to Take a trip to Macy's cop the whole second floor Gimme that Whores smell the scent of money coming out my pores Smell it Yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue boy Haha I made it from a flyer to the Forbes See me Young Elvis Freshley yes he flyer than a stork Damn Dropping babies off in your chick's cheek Ugh kicks neat Fresh Got your son looking up to me like I'm 6 feet Haha Your daughter need someone to save her What not me Nah I'm knocking hoes down like Laila Who Ali Yeah Try me and I'ma put the toaster to your kidney Uh-huh Then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney Goddamn Yeah it's No Ceilings like a coliseum No Ceilings Candy slab paint dripping like gonorrhea That's nasty The way I'm leaning I'mma nod if I stand still Hold up Flow harder than an anvil Short OK it's Gudda ho All about my Bills like Buffalo Your bitch under my sheets I heard she was an undercover ho Purple got me moving slow like I'm in a snail race Pop-pop-pop three shots to the head then I pick up my shell case Leave 'em with a pale face yes I am a Young Money goon Your girl like a motion picture she gon' be coming soon I do her something rude I pop her like balloons I pass her off to Millz then drop her off to Tune Couple screws loose you don't want to play with him This is No Ceilings bitch roofless like a stadium We shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in You want us in your club Well nigga pay us then All-grey BM I'm getting it for my baby M She told me get the money and count it for me when I rake it in Don't play no games ho you know my name ho G-U-D-D-A propane flow