เพลง No Motive (Explicit)

No Motive (feat. Lil Wayne) - DJ Khaled

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I'm a lover not a fighter

I can't find my lighter

my house is four stories

I tell'em I don't write em'

and my living room is white

my lies are much whiter

my darkest secrets are bright

I need a sun visor

I say 187 make your bitch

run my errands

I'm at the bar with a Dracula

ordering bloody Mary's

I got a house on the prairie

got a corpse in the basement

I see hell out the window

man this view is amazing

and if I go back to jail

Persian rugs in my cell

got the world in my hands

it got all under my nails

In a room full of stairs

give em something to see

I be so fucking faded

Who washed the colors with bleach

Now they biting my style

hope it get stuck in yo teeth

I been had the green light

so don't jump in the street

The World's under my feet

I'm just kissing the sky

Tune what is that smell

That's the shit on my mind eh

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you hoes

Fuck all you hoes

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Breaking up the kush sticky

fingers onics

I'm throwing up gang

signs you can see

I'm in my vomit

And I'm cool right na'

but please don't change the climate

Cause I'm sleeping with the enemy

in bulletproof pajamas

I got issues bigger than you

bitches taller than me

Ratchet and Bougie I like R'n'B

Unapologetic I'm sorry

for not being sorry

You niggas old news

prehistoric

I need benadryl for my

trigger finga

bad bitches for my home boys

The grass is greener

on the other side

I'm focused on my own yard

Ain't got enough need more dough

we twisting blunts like torsos

I'm rich as fuck but more

so a poor soul

Oh well If snow fell like hoes

fell in love I be a snow man

My bitch a die for me

she a soldier GI Joe Ann

take chances when

I know I ain't got no

chance roll em

I left that crab table with a

chip on my shoulder

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you hoes

Fuck all you hoes

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We ain't got no motive

we just killin' yall for nothing

and my bitch got cotton mouth

you know them snakes cannot be trusted

and I bet y'all niggas don't say shit

because I'm feeling lucky

and I still pray everynight

that Aliens abduct me Tunechi