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??
[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
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
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 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 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
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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
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
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
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 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 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
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 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 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
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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 ✊
i already did lmao
Is it too late lol😂
One of the best beats I ever heard
Thats why he waited decades to drop it
the bass is amazing
hardest beat out there up with no complaints from metro boomin
Go listen to Gucci Classical
facts
[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
Dope !!!!! End of the world ish !!!!
Ayyyy this is really dope!!! Love this! 🤟
This beat got me cryyinnnn' 😭😤🔥
Thats art work
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..!
Rest
6:55 best fucking beat ive ever heard
Impostor sussy baka
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Another imposter..
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
you still make beats? keep coming back to this one, hardest one you made
Damn...Enuff said!
Beat smooth af...
This is flames ,luv it ...Thkn of jamn on a Monalisa extension version...
Did the meanest freestyle to this
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??
SecretElla nice deep lyrics on here
SOLID
this is so lit that im starting to go in to cardiac arrest..
no but seriously im having some chest pain ;-;
Freestyle go
[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
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
Did you write that your self
@@angelwill9969 yes lol it took a while
@@angelwill9969 is this a nigga or a bitch?
@@trino5184 neither it's ehm it's called female -_-
too dope💯💯💯💯
🔥🔥😈😈 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 💖💖🔥🔥
Nice job
HAAARDDD!!!!
I wanna buy this right! How to buy
Aye can I use this for a freestyle I wrote to the song
Go ahead, make sure you credit the original producers and tag me @kfpken
@@scorpzi122 okay I just recorded it'll be uploaded on my channel soon
@@kingemo7806 I feel the goodies release it nowwww
@livedreamrelax I'm posting some lyrics on this beat with all credits I hope it's all right but lmk if it's not
Scared the dogg shit out um.
DOPE
Heavinly Riches
Bad bitch Righteous.
Haters rest In piss.
On point like A sniper.
Pay the piper.
Light up the fire
Pass it like the wire.
3:32? Wtf thats nothing like the real thing
lol
@@scorpzi122 stupid
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
😍😍😍
Cool
Hey thanks
Basically nothing like the real thing
go make one then
@@scorpzi122 lol
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
Best friend lisa a good day and time works for the period
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
Why tf are you in the comments and not recording that shit.
Bro let's get u in a studio
@@erikananiasjaimes3265 thanks sounds good
Can I use this for non profit
i dont think so because the rights are most likely sold to lil waynes label or himself
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
Limitless energy
Haiti
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
Mona Lisa baby I want you for ever 2× it's mona Lisa it's mona Lisa mona Lisa.
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M billy black
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
Năm 20 tuổi em bước chân vào phố
She likes the smell cigarette smoke
Năm 20 tuổi em bước chân vào phố
She likes the smell cigarette smoke
Môi em hít sâu và có thêm tàn thuốc
Bao người chứng kiến chỉ nói em thiệt wow
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 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 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
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
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Bro what's your email address?
Kfactoryproductions@gmail.com
Bruh
@@Aaron2hungry what happened bro lol
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
Go play
@jcole @jid6871 🎙💿🔊🎤
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 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 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
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 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 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