What are the clean lyrics to right above it?

Answer 1

[Lil Wayne]

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on

'Cause we on

[Drake]

Who else really tryna with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley G, bro

Flying Hollywood chicks to my Hollywood shows

And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know

This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow

And uh, my real friends never hearin' from me

Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose, I don't get it confused

I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews

We walk the same path, but got on different shoes

Live in the same building, but we got different views

I got a couple cars I never get to use

Plus I been sippin', so this is movin' kinda slow

Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

[Lil Wayne]

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money

If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, all right

Now somebody show some money in this

And I got my Bee's with me like some honey in this ya dig?

I got my gun in my purse

And I don't bust back, because I shoot first

Meet me on the fresh train

Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names

And all of my riders do not give a, X Games

And you know I rep my gang like Jesse James

Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne

I been fly so long I fell asleep on the plane

Skinny pants and some Vans

Call me Triple A, get my money in advance (in advance), amen

As the world spin and dance in my hands

Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand

Uh, wake up and smell the garden

You can't see me, but never overlook me

I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me

Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money

If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, all right

Now somebody show some money in this

And I got my bees with me like some honey in this, ya dig?

I got my gun in my purse

And I don't bust back, because I shoot first

Uh, how do he say what's never said?

Beautiful black woman

Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more off my second leg

Birdman Junior, eleventh grade

on automatic start

I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw

Wildcat offense, check the paw prints

We in the building, ya in apartments

No-now, c'mon, be my blood donor

Flo' so nice, you ain't gotta put a rug on it

Do it big, and let the small fall under that

where you stumbled out? From where they make gumbo at

Kane got the beat jumpin' like a jumping jack

But you know me, I get on this and have a heart attack

Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, nothin' short of that

President Carter, Young Money Democrat

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on

It's Young Money

If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, all right

Now somebody show some money

And I got my bees with me like some honey in this ya dig?

I got my gun in my purse

And I don't bust back, because I shoot first