I heard this beat last night at a bbq and now im writing to it this beat is so beautiful you can go off lyrically tell your story however you go about it make sure you send a message when you rap to this beat to all my rappers out there 1 love ✊
[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] I got a story to tell You know that I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches And when they leave they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I be with bitches that be with bitches That be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em," she say, "I got you" I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy He hit it and sleep on her titties Then she give us the word, we come through with AKs It's a stick-up, she scream like a victim Now you feelin' so silly I smoke color purple, I'm up in here feelin' like Celie (Ooh) Nappy-ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (Ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feelin' 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a frisbee And you tellin' your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you feelin' All of the beans you be spillin' To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillin's She know where you hide to tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit We break in your home and take the specifics And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him So she don't get blamed, we don't snatch chains We find out addresses, and we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessin' She say, "What's wrong?" He say, "Nothin', keep restin'" She say, "What's missin'?", "How you know somethin' missin'?" He scratch his head, she say, "Get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say-ooh [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches Then when they leave they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches That's with the niggas we followin' Get them on the line, stay two cars behind And tell them hoes, "Don't be so obvious!" Mona Lisa, long hair, don't care She handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place!" And if he say yeah, then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I know a bitch named Liz This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told ya" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock She open the door naked, she left it unlocked They started French kissin' so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the clouds Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fuckin' hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip somethin' in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have 'til you don't even have an opinion We have your attention And now you're lookin' down a barrel though, nigga Now she lookin' for her pantyhose, nigga We just lookin' for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga (uh) [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Ah, every day she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall Chillin' with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter Four minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi lookin' at 'em both poppin' up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admittin' that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it Make a new religion with it, man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree Sweet tone like a hummingbird when she asked him Did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fucks, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout a motherfuckin' double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's a negative alone But you sucked this dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone! (No!) You fuckin' with Wayne's? (No!) Bitch, gimme your phone! (No!) Let me, let me take this call real quick (… lick me like a lollipop) He on your fuckin' ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touchin' yourself, lookin' at Kendrick videos Jump on the internet, watchin' his interviews I don't know what the fuck lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma Daycare after school and she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin' Goddammit, you know that the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killin' that pussy I'm killin' myself [Outro: Lil Wayne & Kendrick Lamar] She say, ooh, Daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
im gonna write to this. I know i could do something amazing, knowing me and my remix game. Creativity on lockdown, imma paint me a nice picture with this one.. like Mona Lisa..!
LYRICS: I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like silly (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked I'll buy the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
She sending these messages Like I ain’t even textin it Believe what they said I’m still best at this Out in Lexington making the presents gift Confessions confessions she telling me she fucked up Bitch you lucked up Please stop where your at before you’re next up Ima stay bliss Taking these shots I do not miss What did I miss Oh you got a ford but still need a lift Holding so much wait I don’t need to stress Killing it Dealing it Real with it Peal with it Up in the loft Feeling like Croft Time is a rift It’s just a flaw Pick ya brain pick a thought Only thing you picking out is heart Dessert it before you sending it off Time is neglected I’m well respected Stop with confessions Your part of the bench men I’m a superstar like pippin An my team stay winnin
"I was once that kid who was all on my own Never had anything now im fully grown Planning out my future no questions gotta go Lookin' at me now I thank god for what I know" Thats all I wrote for now, what do you guys think??
Talkin' loud but sayin' nothin' I just gotta say somethin' Act like it's on the steering wheel Tell me what's the deal I flip, tell'em shit to Nix The ultimate, experience, like Jimi Hendrix Remain calm, study Islam, and read Qu'ran And I confess that I'm her all true man I'm in a bigger position, I paid my dues For what it's worth, they pick and choose Tenia una carta recivida de la calle I question religions, anything better than jail I got inside, now my girl is shaken Some really don't dance but I think I can I walk on water, haters claim it's cause I can't swim Right over there, man, ask him, man, ask him Got a valet, can't leave mine out in these streets Pulled down the covers, threw back the sheets I like sex after Ballentine Triple X Let the peoples know who you being railroaded Specs Line for line rhyme for rhyme you'll dull and pathetic You die pathetic cause you sweeter than a diabetic I got something two-for-five, dude is live And remember, no sleepy eyes, I'm the baddest alive Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy Destroying your entire life's legacy I do it all for you anyway L.O.B., the one you hung wit all day Undressed off the twamp sack, blessed off the cognac I got fans, you got the police on your back Papoose get straight love from Jada like HE WILL SMITH And I'll do anythin' that I can get away with If it's wife that I need, it's you I'm choosing I'm fresh to death and got that pigeon toe going Better watch those broads, could die over that Back to the underground, that's where the money at You thought we can sit down and talk? What one time commin' up the block Its an insane shame, you can ask Ricky Steen First string, clicks please like a trained Marine I like it better when you was just yourself fox Still like ya stash spot, my steal in a stash box And get your head busted to the white meat tonight More tape empty shells and my soul might Black Sheep is taking rap to the extreme A lot of clicks wanna dream, peep my theme Time to put that shit to the test nobody rides like these killas from the west Stay high, take care of fam provide So I always keep one right by my side But that'll only work a little while Yeah, we all lined up, a single man file And you and your mic can ease on down the road Dot dot dash... I'll beat that ass in Morse Code Suck that pussy like it's a hobby shit Keep the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel as his verbal weapons spit Know for doin' scandalous deeds, no handlin' me I'm the judge while you on trial supreme, Killa Bee Champagne in the house, every DJ show love Keep my eyelids open and my eyes don't move Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Me say the 187, 187, me load in the clip a The pain you will feel, rippin', wrecking, causing mad drama Raised by his grandmama, until his real mama Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel poor Bum rush the back door Bridge of pain, bridge of pain Punishments that were set to wash the brain We here son, ain't goin nowhere until we done She needs it, all her family's gone I'm going out to my lake beach house This is like something you see in a movie 'Cause you ain't gonna shove it in my butt I'm tryin to have your heart where the birds at We know You're more cool than the Fonzie Should you encounter him, the undead, the dead ass zombie Cuz I don't need no money that bad to toss salad Runnin all around and I am busy wreakin havoc And I rep so make a right and get left quick Billy Box and the ?, won't hesitate to harm your click It's time to rewind, so go head, flick the switch You be suprised by the size of my holster, bitch Only time will tell, lace your game and don't slack up J to Blaze be in sync with ya, minus the breakup The flows crack 60 for a verse is a pack All the girls love when you skate to the track Still drop it on the one like elevators to the ground Ya still dissin we can go round for round We're I'm from, time is money and got neither to waste They hustle and the haste to feed expensive taste And try ya best to get paid, yea Covered in ice, but ice can't take my problems away
🔥🔥😈😈 Kendrick Lamar-Greatest of this generation-flow/lyricist. Lil Wayne-Greatest punch line rapper of all time/most influential MC of his Generation. ". I BLACK jESUS-Michael Jackson the Gospel Singer Rapper 💖💖🔥🔥
Lryics I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch And really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up She help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches That be with niggas with riches I tell her, get 'em, she say, I got you I say, no, bitch, I said get him And they so pretty and they hair lengthy He hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word We come through with AKs It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feelin' so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feelin' like Celie (Ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, milli vanilli (Ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a frisbee And you tell her your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit We break in your home and take the specifics And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him So she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, what's wrong? You say, nothing, keep resting She say, what's missing? How you know something missing? He scratch his head, she say get back in bed And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches That's with the niggas we followin' Get them on the line Stay two cars behind And tell them hoes, don't be so obvious Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care She handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell him, ooh, daddy, let's go to your place And if he say, yeah, then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people And they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, good girl, just remember what I told you She gave me the salute, I say, girl, you're a soldier We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock She open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around Caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip somethin' in it, now faint for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have 'Til you don't even have an opinion We have you attention And now you're looking down a barrel though, nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Ah, everyday she wake up with a different colour make up And a promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter Fourth minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi lookin' at 'em both poppin' up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he wanted meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout a motherfuckin' double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked this dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No) Let me, let me take this call real quick (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately gotten into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up Let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin' Goddammit, you know that the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion Since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] I got a story to tell You know that I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved [Chorus 1: Lil Wayne] I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches Then when they leave they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I be with bitches that be with bitches That be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em," she say, "I got you" I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and their hair lengthy He hit it and sleep on her titties Then she give us the word, we come through with AKs It's a stick-up, she scream like a victim Now you feelin' so silly I smoke color purple, I'm up in here feelin' like Celie (Ooh) Nappy-ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (Ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feelin' 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a frisbee And you tellin' your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you feelin' All of the beans you be spillin' To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillin's She know where you hide to tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit We break in your home and take the specifics And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him So she don't get blamed, we don't snatch chains We find out addresses, and we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessin' She say, "What's wrong?" He say, "Nothin', keep restin'" She say, "What's missin'?", "How you know somethin' missin'?" He scratch his head, she say, "Get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say-ooh [Chorus 2: Lil Wayne] I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches Then when they leave they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches That's with the niggas we followin' Get them on the line, stay two cars behind And tell them hoes, "Don't be so obvious!" Mona Lisa, long hair, don't care She handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place!" And if he say yeah, then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I know a bitch named Liz This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told ya" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock She open the door naked, she left it unlocked They started French kissin' so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the clouds Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fuckin' hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip somethin' in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have 'til you don't even have an opinion We have your attention And now you're lookin' down a barrel though, nigga Now she lookin' for her pantyhose, nigga We just lookin' for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Ah, every day she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall Chillin' with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter Four minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi lookin' at 'em both poppin' up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admittin' that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it Make a new religion with it, man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree Sweet tone like a hummingbird when she asked him Did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout a motherfuckin' double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's a negative alone But you sucked this dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone! (No!) You fuckin' with Wayne's? (No!) Bitch, gimme your phone! (No!) Let me, let me take this call real quick (… lick me like a lollipop) He on your fuckin' ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touchin' yourself, lookin' at Kendrick videos Jump on the internet, watchin' his interviews I don't know what the fuck lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma Daycare after school and she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin' Goddammit, you know that the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killin' that pussy I'm killin' myself [Outro: Lil Wayne & Kendrick Lamar] She say, ooh, Daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
My brain is in a cage Im keeping it locked for eternity Sometimes i feel afraid All the lies that im tellin are hurting me To be who i really am Is it worth all the work? Or am i just a menace i dont know the difference I beg for forgiveness i get on my knees Tell you my struggles you sit there and listen Dont tell me you feel what im feelin when im in my feelings God is my hero And i am the villian If Metro dont trust you Then i’ll get to killin
Back to broken this track is my token midnight smoking The guns go off everywhere all is good and all is fair All I have is to bare It's on my back of what I wear It sometimes will make you pull out your hair that's why mine isn't there We are like two peas in a pod a matching pair See babygirl we are really rare I keep on working to show you that I do really care I beat myself up like a snare cause I post you somewhere Where are you here nor there Sould I tell the truth or take the dare I think I need to sit down somewhere where's my chair I'm falling to the end trying to get back up again writing your name in the wind Sign language
I'll never make it to the top like the bottom All my life all I made was mistakes that's why all I got is problems All my life I've been in the blades with the snakes forgot what's a goon to a goblin or what's food to those that's starving I've been on my own trying roam like marvin the Martian Starting to harvest negativity its outweighing the possibility of the only positively I got left in me I possibly got too silly and went willy nilly like a goonies before chunk became a victim, I cant accept I'm a loser but I'm not a winner I will confess to god I'm a sinner but I am not dinner I'm not chicken I'm mcfly I'm a liver, Timid til infinity shit the little me can find the bigger me, I see myself out done by the bigger things so much its cringing within the inner me I'm not living like a being, I'm not a star justa little geeked a little geeked still hit your little neighbor kid but never in the sheets I'm a little crazy in the head like a tweak I will bite your head like i got a beak, I'm so freaky its freaky I give my demons some demons I give them reasons to think they are so weak that I am the demon and I am thy reason why thy are breathing
hey ooh ooh ooh yeah look I see a pictures on wall is Mona Lisa yeah I see things so different but really scared of being the I was a little kid I see it all in my dreams never. came true wait hold up I see Mona Lisa was dead pictures don't know why gonna stay strong too don't afraid of it is only a couple people dies in pictures very sad you should touch it comes to life huh oh no I feel sad see those people doing wrong path go on pray I hope this is the end my the story
Mày cứ hỏi cô ta câu chuyện cười của ngày hôm qua Mày cứ hỏi cô ta những câu chuyện một bí mật sâu xa Cứ đi hỏi cô ta bán rẻ mạng để đổi lấy dollar Khi xung quanh chỉ còn màn đêm tối thì cũng là lúc con đàn bà vào chăn gối
I stand in the Trap I stand with a will I stand with that steel i made of steel im selfmade iam Too Trilly i be lil Lit i be Too Trill I stand in The Trap
MHL MONEY HIGH LIFE DROP SESSION FINEST FINESSING IT BIRDMAN Cresting It Dress Fresh and Clean Whoodai MOTOROLA PLATINUM Melba Toast Crumb Crumble Fumble Humble Timberland
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like Celie (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feelin' 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
We stay high fly big show tip toe toe tip money high life drop session turning the head whipping the block ice out ice on lock Glock ready to pop word Platinum humble walk out walk in Dean
I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch And really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up She help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches That be with niggas with riches I tell her, get 'em, she say, I got you I say, no, bitch, I said get him And they so pretty and they hair lengthy He hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word We come through with AKs It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feelin' so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feelin' like Celie (Ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, milli vanilli (Ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a frisbee And you tell her your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit We break in your home and take the specifics And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him So she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, what's wrong? You say, nothing, keep resting She say, what's missing? How you know something missing? He scratch his head, she say get back in bed And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches That's with the niggas we followin' Get them on the line Stay two cars behind And tell them hoes, don't be so obvious Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care She handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell him, ooh, daddy, let's go to your place And if he say, yeah, then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people And they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, good girl, just remember what I told you She gave me the salute, I say, girl, you're a soldier We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock She open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around Caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip somethin' in it, now faint for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have 'Til you don't even have an opinion We have you attention And now you're looking down a barrel though, nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Ah, everyday she wake up with a different colour make up And a promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter Fourth minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi lookin' at 'em both poppin' up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he wanted meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout a motherfuckin' double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked this dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No) Let me, let me take this call real quick (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately gotten into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up Let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin' Goddammit, you know that the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion Since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
Already know your ass going to hell I can smell the gas light a match have a blast should've thought harder in the past now you looking up in the sky ask why it had to happen sold ya soul wonder if he still listening to our pleads any more cause we been through this so many times like please just try to see i've tried so much it tore me apart from the inside from what I saw on the outside with my own two eyes it's hard to rebuild for this heart to be filled cause they killed my nerves now I don't even feel em what nerve they had I hope they glad cause thy God is mad the situations bad the devil can't mettle with the higher power that's why he's waiting for the final hours
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like Celie (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feelin' 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa,
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see n---as in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with n---as with riches I tell her, 'Get 'em', she say, 'I got you', I say, 'No, bitch, I say get 'im' And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through and in case it is a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like silly (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked I'll buy the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know you had to tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we're breaking your home And take this specifics and mean while the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You only know that it's gone when you check it And your first thought is to start second guessing She say, 'What's wrong?', you say nothing, keep resting She say, 'What's missing?', how you know something missing He scratch his head, she say get back in bed And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see n---as in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the n---as we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, don't be so obvious Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, 'Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place' And if he say, 'Yeah', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this n---a think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, 'Good girl, just remember what I told you' She gave me the salute, I say, 'Girl, you're a soldier' We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a n---a off, put a gun to his frown N---a, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, n---a But thank for me, n---a Send her to you like she ain't for me, n---a I hope you alone like bankruptcy, n---a She pour you a drink, that drink on me, n---a She slip something in it, now thank for me, n---a Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these n---as Pussy got you out of character, n---a You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my n---a Take everything that you have, you don't even have an opinion We have you attention, now you're looking down a barrel, n---a Now she looking for her pantyhose, n---a We just looking for the casserole, n---a But she gon' show us where you stash it though, n---a Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color make up And I promise to go take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, fourth minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he wanted meet her mother by the mall Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sittin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a n---a 'bout to go against God Palm trees in the backstreet, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog into win, I'm a bit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm more jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another n---a, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone. No You fucking with Wayne? No Bitch, gimme your phone. No, let me take this call Lick me like a lollipop He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately gotten into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I get buck, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch And really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up She help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches That be with niggas with riches I tell her, get 'em, she say, I got you I say, no, bitch, I said get him And they so pretty and they hair lengthy He hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word We come through with AKs It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feelin' so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feelin' like Celie (Ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, milli vanilli (Ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a frisbee And you tell her your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit We break in your home and take the specifics And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him So she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, what's wrong? You say, nothing, keep resting She say, what's missing? How you know something missing? He scratch his head, she say get back in bed And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches That's with the niggas we followin' Get them on the line Stay two cars behind And tell them hoes, don't be so obvious Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care She handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell him, ooh, daddy, let's go to your place And if he say, yeah, then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people And they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, good girl, just remember what I told you She gave me the salute, I say, girl, you're a soldier We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock She open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around Caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip somethin' in it, now faint for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have 'Til you don't even have an opinion We have you attention And now you're looking down a barrel though, nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Ah, everyday she wake up with a different colour make up And a promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter Fourth minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi lookin' at 'em both poppin' up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he wanted meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout a motherfuckin' double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked this dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No) Let me, let me take this call real quick (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately gotten into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up Let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin' Goddammit, you know that the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion Since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like silly (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked I'll buy the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like Celie (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feelin' 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like silly (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked I'll buy the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word, we come through with AK's It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feeling so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feeling like Celie (ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feelin' 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee And you telling your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you're feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You'll only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, "What's wrong?", he say "nothing, keep resting" She say, "What's missing?", "how you know something missing?" He scratch his head, she say "get back in bed" And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, "don't be so obvious" Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place" And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his 'Cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you" She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier" We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Mona Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls And he digging in it like he living in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call) (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Getting drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed Fall asleep with that bitch And really don't know much about her Then she let us in, we take all of your shit And when you wake up She help you try to find it, I love it I be with bitches that be with bitches That be with niggas with riches I tell her, get 'em, she say, I got you I say, no, bitch, I said get him And they so pretty and they hair lengthy He hit it and sleep on her titties And she give us the word We come through with AKs It's a stick up, she scream like a victim Now you, feelin' so silly I smoke color purple I'm up in here feelin' like Celie (Ooh) Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say? Watch your mouth, milli vanilli (Ooh) You can get snaked, you can get faked Out by the bitch that you feeling 'Cause you thought that she was an angel That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a frisbee And you tell her your business, she tell me your business You tell that bitch what you feeling All of the beans you be spilling To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit We break in your home and take the specifics And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him So she don't get blamed We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses And we don't leave messes You only know that it's gone when you check it Then your first thought is to start second guessing She say, what's wrong? You say, nothing, keep resting She say, what's missing? How you know something missing? He scratch his head, she say get back in bed And she gave him some head Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say Ooh, I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', poppin' bottles Gettin' drunk with these bitches And when they leave, they get followed I be with bitches that know the bitches That's with the niggas we followin' Get them on the line Stay two cars behind And tell them hoes, don't be so obvious Mona Lisa Long hair, don't care She handle the business and don't ever tell She bite the bullet and cough up the shells She tell him, ooh, daddy, let's go to your place And if he say, yeah, then we meet him there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share I, know a bitch named Liz This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears And then she tell me, and I be all ears And then I go and tell my people And they already know him And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over I say, good girl, just remember what I told you She gave me the salute, I say, girl, you're a soldier We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up Walk up to the door and right before he knock She open the door naked She left it unlocked They started french kissing so he didn't see moi And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch Music up loud with his head in the cloud Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around I ain't here to fuck around Caught you wit' your pants down You know what it is, put your fucking hands up Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her She a good actress and you a dead actor You'll be dead after we get what we're after If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga But think for me, nigga Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga She slip somethin' in it, now faint for me, nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas Pussy got you out of character, nigga You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga Take everything that you have 'Til you don't even have an opinion We have you attention And now you're looking down a barrel though, nigga Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga We just looking for the casserole, nigga But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga Ah, everyday she wake up with a different colour make up And a promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall Chilling with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter Fourth minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball Paparazzi lookin' at 'em both poppin' up and take a picture, uh Probably on a Internet blog In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother Man, he wanted meet her mother by tomorrow Mona Lisa Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it Make a new religion with it Man a nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing I'ma call up again like I did last week Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me 'Bout a motherfuckin' double standard, acting Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone But you sucked this dick, that's just nasty Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No) You fucking with Wayne? (No) Bitch, gimme your phone (No) Let me, let me take this call real quick (Lick me like a lollipop) He on your fucking ringtone? Is that the shit that you do? Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos Jump on the internet, watching his interviews I don't know what the fuck, lately gotten into you Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter? The pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school And she never did charge her You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up You know what, I give up Let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin' Goddammit, you know that the damage is done Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess So in conclusion Since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
