No Ceilings 2, No Ceilings Dos No Ceilings *****ual, that means two Freaky! Here we go! - Tunechi in the buildin' His house ain't got no ceilin' These hoes, they catchin' feelings We 'bout to make a billion Stop that ******* Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune Step up to the mic, ***** Get that ******* right, ***** Step up to the mic, ***** Get that ******* right, ***** - Tunechi No Ceilings 2, No Ceilings 2 Next to Lil' Tunechi you are so minuscule So pitiful, **** in the spoon 'Bout to go grizzly bear, no Winnie Pooh Tunechi Gun under table, hand on the Bible My homies homicidal, you dead on arrival I'm tatted up, I'm tribal, and I'm duckin' trial I used to throw my money away, now I recycle Shout out to the Vice Lords and the Disciples That's that gang talk, you need subtitles We sendin' Scud missiles Your ******* in love with us We simply mud sippers More cane than a cripple Look I am nobody, cause nobody's perfect Abracadabra, I make a hoe out a virgin I treat her like a servant Thanks for your service I'm cold like sherbet Got it sewed up like a surgeon It's me and Mannie Fresh back together, ******* we mergin' The jokes on them and we smirkin' Man ***** them *****s, they hurtin' She deep throat like a serpent I stole out too many purses Got too many ******* flirtin' It's No Ceilings 2, curtains - Tunechi in the buildin' His house ain't got no ceilin' These hoes, they catchin' feelings We 'bout to make a billion Stop that ******* Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune Step up to the mic, ***** Get that ******* right, ***** Step up to the mic, ***** Get that ******* right, ***** - Mula, baby!
[00:00.61]"Fresh Feat. Mannie Fresh" [00:00.86] [00:01.17]No Ceilings 2, No Ceilings Dos [00:04.61]No Ceilings *****ual, that means two [00:10.17]Freaky! Here we go! [00:11.30]- [00:11.55]Tunechi in the buildin' [00:14.48]His house ain't got no ceilin' [00:17.36]These hoes, they catchin' feelings [00:20.05]We 'bout to make a billion [00:22.80]Stop that ******* [00:23.86]Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune [00:26.42]Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune [00:28.23]Step up to the mic, ***** [00:30.11]Get that ******* right, ***** [00:31.17]Step up to the mic, ***** [00:32.42]Get that ******* right, ***** [00:33.80]- [00:34.05]Tunechi [00:34.61]No Ceilings 2, No Ceilings 2 [00:36.48]Next to Lil' Tunechi you are so minuscule [00:39.36]So pitiful, **** in the spoon [00:42.30]'Bout to go grizzly bear, no Winnie Pooh [00:45.17]Tunechi [00:46.42]Gun under table, hand on the Bible [00:48.17]My homies homicidal, you dead on arrival [00:50.92]I'm tatted up, I'm tribal, and I'm duckin' trial [00:53.80]I used to throw my money away, now I recycle [00:56.55]Shout out to the Vice Lords and the Disciples [00:59.61]That's that gang talk, you need subtitles [01:02.42]We sendin' Scud missiles [01:03.92]Your ******* in love with us [01:05.36]We simply mud sippers [01:06.80]More cane than a cripple [01:08.11]Look I am nobody, cause nobody's perfect [01:10.86]Abracadabra, I make a hoe out a virgin [01:13.80]I treat her like a servant [01:15.17]Thanks for your service [01:16.55]I'm cold like sherbet [01:18.05]Got it sewed up like a surgeon [01:19.55]It's me and Mannie Fresh back together, ******* we mergin' [01:22.55]The jokes on them and we smirkin' [01:24.23]Man ***** them *****s, they hurtin' [01:25.42]She deep throat like a serpent [01:26.80]I stole out too many purses [01:28.23]Got too many ******* flirtin' [01:29.67]It's No Ceilings 2, curtains [01:31.11]- [01:31.36]Tunechi in the buildin' [01:34.17]His house ain't got no ceilin' [01:36.86]These hoes, they catchin' feelings [01:39.73]We 'bout to make a billion [01:42.61]Stop that ******* [01:43.55]Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune [01:45.73]Tune, Tune, Tune, Tune [01:47.92]Step up to the mic, ***** [01:49.67]Get that ******* right, ***** [01:50.98]Step up to the mic, ***** [01:52.42]Get that ******* right, ***** [01:54.05]- [01:54.61]Mula, baby!
