Lil Wayne - Sweet Dreams lyrics

Every night I rush to my bed With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you When I close my eyes I'm going' outta my head Lost in a fairytale Can you hold my hands and be my guide Clouds filled with stars cover your skies And I hope it rains You're the perfect lullaby What kinda dream is this You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Somebody pinch me, your loves to good to be true My guilty pleasure I ain't going no where Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air cause you're my You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you Yo, young money right here, Bike here, throw it up, no high chair, Cold like a white bear, Freddie Kruger I'm a rap b**h nightmare, And I'm rich I could buy you, k** b**hes leave ya body in a bayou, More brain than an IQ, More head than a dread, And my bank account ain't hardly empty, So I come through in a Barbie Bentley, But please mamacita, please no envy, When you come around it reads no entry, Who's next to go, My flows so flexible, Get ga**ed get at me, Texaco, Shoot yourself in the leg, Plexico White jag with the twisted lip, I ain't Mike Jack but This is it! Born born born everywhere, Your like balloon boy mama you was never there! I am the kung fu panda, f** all of your blogs, f** all your propaganda, Good for the goose then it's good for the gander, Nicki ain't a rapper, nicki is a brander, Please you can never compare to me, All these b**hes is scared of me, I am who they couldn't even dare to be, So that's all folks I go hard pause, Hospital flow get more gauze, I'm a bad b**h on all fours, The president be like it's all yours, Weezy and Nicki bring the A-game, high stats, Go together like Ricky and his eye patch, Go together like a team in the gym, Kareem in the ring, the queen and the king, Tattoo your name across my heart So it will remain Not even d**h can make us part (No Ceilings) What kind of dream is this! You could be a sweet dr Kush it out, red bone p**y mouth, Eat you up, spit you out, f** your girl in your house, I'm terrible be careful, You might want say a prayer or two, So cold I need theraflu, I'm so high I need parachutes, I'm error proof, I'm never spooked, Got my crew, heaven blue, And my flag red as hell, think your sweet as devils food, I never lose, My weapons use, f** with me wrong, sh** get ugly, Devin Dude, And she's the queen, Two's a couple, three's a scene, Weezy that n***a that you see in your dreams, Get the p**y wet or be the springs, huh, I'm Easter clean, Shout to my home girl Mika Means, Anything we want we redeem, You n***as ga**ed up '93 supreme, Nicki Minaj is the hardest b**h, More than an artist b**h, She talk a whole lot of sh** And walk around like she President Carters b**h, She be on her Barbie sh**, And me I'm on the carter 6, And I can turn crumbs to bricks, And I can turn nuns to tricks, Young mula baby, Fu-f** your feelings, And this is No Ceilings Yeah [Chorus]