Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Wings Of Song, artist - Wayne Shorter. Album song Beyond The Sound Barrier, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: The Verve, Universal Music
Song language: English
On Wings Of Song |
Fuck with me wrong and get hit up |
We hit every block and we hit all your men up |
She do every squat and she do every sit up |
She dance everyday and she pick every bit up |
I work everyday and I sip when I get up |
You heard what I say, yeah I sip when I get up |
And work everyday, I’m a hell of a nigga |
Smokin' that loud, it just yell at a nigga |
Confidence high, I’m a arrogant nigga |
These bitches do not want a regular nigga |
My slime got them bricks doing estimates, nigga |
That’s numbers and squares like a calendar, nigga |
That’s numbers and squares like a calendar, nigga |
None of you squares wanna battle lil nigga |
Cause shots come from nowhere like, Bop! |
Abracadabra, nigga |
Hold up |
I fuck a clit up on everything |
I put some sip up in everything |
You hit your bitch up, she never came |
She was with me up in Neverland |
I hit your clique up and everything |
I take two clips up in everything |
I’m coming, I’m shooting up everything |
I just bought my woman some Vera Wang |
I just bought myself Alexander Wang |
I just bought myself some new Louis frames |
I got 'em prescribed cause I’m blind as fuck |
Or is it that I just don’t wanna see you again? |
Got 'em prescribed |
I got a prescription |
I got a prescription |
I got a prescription… |
I fuck a clit up on everything |
Tie my bitch up to the bed frame |
22.5 for the Venus |
11 flat for the Serena |
Drink codeine like it’s Aquafina |
My bitch jalapena |
I come from Mars, I come from Ms. Cita |
Fresh out the womb I knew I was a leader |
Who keeping score 'cause I beat 'em |
And I got some really big wings |
Flying over New Orleans |
I pull some really big strings |
My wingspan like Yao Ming |
My eyes tight like Yao Ming |
I smoke some really big greens |
I sip the whole sixteen |
I saw a mill' at fifteen |
And still got really big dreams |
Your bitch a really big fiend |
Your bitch a really big fan |
But I ain’t got no ceilings |
I ain’t got no ceilings |
I ain’t got no ceilings |
I ain’t got no ceilings |
Man, what a high |
Born to be alive |
I’m sippin' lean |
And TMZ said I died (damn) |
I run with bitch-slappers |
Your hate don’t impact us |
Our bitches' dick-grabbers |
Your bitches' pic-snappers |
You just a camera rapper |
But we don’t point cameras at you |
We point them hammers at you |
More bullets than hammer dancers |
We take the pineapple |
And we fill it with purple, we never settle |
We take the Mac-11 |
We point that bitch straight at your cerebellum |
Bah! |
Yeah, and this world is mines |
Yeah, I’m gettin' mines |
Yeah, I’m sippin' lines |
Sippin', oh we talkin' lean? |
Oh, we talkin' lean?! |
Oh, you pourin' up? |
Finna fall asleep?! |
Look at the smile on me |
Spent a couple hundred thou' on it |
And the game been drove me crazy |
Over hundred thousand miles on me |
Damn, said she gonna lie for me |
I said you just lied to me |
She tell me that’s my pussy |
I say bitch you just lied to me |
That’s why I fuck 'em all |
Still love 'em all |
With a rubber off |
Cause they husbands' dogs |
And to top it off |
All the tops is off |
And it’s winter season |
But the seats is heated |
And I got some really big wings |
I got a really big regime |
Been part of some really big schemes |
I just popped a really big bean |
I just popped a really big bean |
I rock some really big bling |
I sleep on a really big king |
With a really thick queen |
I sleep with a really thick queen |
On a really big king |
She belt out really big screams |
She say I got a really big ting |
She say I’m doing really big things |
I should be doing really big scenes |
On a really big screen |
You see, I got really big dreams |
And what a grind… |
I fuck a clit up on everything |
I put some sip up in everything |
I put some sip up in everything |
I put some sip up in everything |
No Ceilings |