DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne - No Motive lyrics

2, 2, 3, 4 3, 2, 3, 4
4, 2, 3, 4 dJ Khaled!

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
(stares) , 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, hah

Fuck all you bitches fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes fuck all you hoes
1 million, 2 million, 3, 4

Uh, 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, huh?

Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches (Fuck all of them)
Fuck all you bitches fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes fuck all you hoes
1 million, 2 million, 3, 4

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
Whattup Khaled?