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Banned From NO (Remix) Lyrics

The official remix of Lil Wayne’s song, “Banned From NO,” was released on a bonus edition of Tha Carter VI. It features a new verse from Lil Wayne’s former Young Money labelmate, Nicki Minaj.

[Intro: Lil Wayne]

Carter VI

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper

The dope-game lifer, her throat game nicer

The propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Woah now, one shot, knock his door down

Silеncer on, no sound, catch him with his nose down and wipe it

This gamе is a bitch, you gotta price it 'fore you wife it

Nothin' gettin' between me and the team, not even a hyphen

You a dead man walkin', it's a madman talkin'

Leave his body in the garbage, left the trash man nauseous

Eatin' on these streets like a fat man starvin'

And the semi go brrt like I pressed fast-forward, motherfucker

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]

Disclaimer, plenty paper

Pla-play with somebody safer

Bl-bl-black mask on, Darth Vader

Send the money now, k-kill 'em later

B-bitches know they can't outpace her

N-New York Nick, LA Laker

T-that's what you call a game changer

She don't like me, c-can you blame her?

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

Can you blame her? I am the main her

Word to the baby in the manger

Swerve on these hoes, no indicator

Cake for days, I don't need a baker

One Barbiana, Vogue Italiana

The best dressed, just shut down Met Galiana

They won't go farther, hoes ain't got fathers

Don't call me mother, you hoes ain't my daughters

Mm, every season, Anna Wintour

Ten-four, Gag City for the win tour

We outside, smokin' indoor

Bitch, is you deaf? I'm signin' at the in-store

Jamaica, Queens bitch

You reap what you sow, you better get a seamstress

When I dead 'em, I don't double back, peace, bitch

Say you pushin' P, okay, rest in pee, bitch (Brr)

'Bout to cop you slides, all you do is flip-flop

If I send a pic of Shannon, you ain't that sharp

'Cause you still can't spell Prague and that's horrible

Weezy F. Baby, and the F is for phenomenal

Man, bitches already fadin' like a barber

They know it don't decline, so they never face card her

French vanilla hazelnut in my Starbucks

NFL, fire some niggas and then call us

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]

Disclaimer, plenty paper

Pla-play with some body safer

Bl-bl-black mask on, Darth Vader

Send the money now, k-kill 'em later

B-bitches know they can't outpace her

N-New York Nick, LA Laker

T-that's what you call a game changer

She don't like me, c-can you blame her?

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, close-range sniper

I'm the dope-game lifer, her throat game nicer

Propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

[Outro: Lil Wayne]

Fuck her

Rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, nigga

I turned my sons to rich niggas

I turned them ones to six figures

My daughter turned away all them bitch niggas

Ferrari license plate 666, nigga