About this song
Broke Up is a track by Lil Wayne, taken from the album “No Ceilings”, released August 28, 2020 on Republic Records. It runs 3:48 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Deezer link above to stream the full song.
Lyrics
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No Ceilings mother****er
Lil Wayne:
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 totalled 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 **** 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
Short Dawg:
I have the type of flow nigga s 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 nigga s 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
Bitches 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 the stork
D**n
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 h*es down like Laila
Who
Ali
Yeah
Try heat and I'mma put the toaster to your kidney
Uh huh
Then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney
Godd**n
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'm annoyed if I stand still
Hold up
Flow harder than an anvil Short
Gudda Gudda:
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 3 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 somethin' rude I pop her like balloons
I pass her off to Millz then drop her off to Tune
Couple screws lose you don't want to play with him
This is No Ceilings bitch roofless like a stadium
We shut down every ****ing 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
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More from No Ceilings
- 01 Surf Swag E 4:09
- 02 YM Wasted E 4:13
- 03 Shoes E 4:39
- 04 Banned E 2:54
- 05 Throw It In E 2:55
- 06 That's All I Have E 3:55
- 07 Wayne On Me E 4:15
- 08 I'm Good E 2:26
- 09 Let Do It E 3:46
- 10 I'm Single E 5:33
- 11 Kobe Bryant E 2:23