Mona Lisa
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

In the song Mona Lisa, Kendrick Lamar and Lil Wayne tell the story of two men being deceived by a woman who appears to be an angel but is actually a skilled criminal. The woman is referred to as Mona Lisa, and she lures men in with her beauty and charm before robbing them. The lyrics describe her seductive tactics, including getting men drunk and gaining access to their homes. The men are left feeling foolish and violated. The song’s titular reference to the famous portrait by Leonardo da Vinci adds a layer of complexity, suggesting that Mona Lisa’s beauty is both alluring and deceptive.


The song tackles issues of gender, power, and exploitation. Mona Lisa has agency and is able to manipulate the men who fall under her spell. However, she is also taking advantage of their vulnerability and her actions are morally questionable. The men in the song are ultimately presented as naive and easily manipulated, highlighting the dangers of toxic masculinity.


The song’s lyrics are filled with vivid imagery and clever wordplay, and both Lamar and Lil Wayne deliver their verses with impressive flow and precision. Mona Lisa is a standout track from Lamar’s critically acclaimed album, “DAMN.,” and is widely regarded as a modern classic of hip hop.


Line by Line Meaning

I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee
I have a significant story to share, expressing my deep appreciation for you


Hope it ain't too many feelings involved
I hope that there aren't too many emotions tied to this story


I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles
I observe individuals in this place, showing off and celebrating with expensive drinks


Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed
Getting intoxicated with these women, and once they depart, they are pursued


Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her
Engaging in sexual activities and then realizing that I don't know much about the woman


Then she let us in, we take all of your shit
She grants us access to your belongings, and we steal everything


And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it
After you wake up, she assists you in searching for the missing items, and I find it amusing


I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches
I associate with women who also associate with women who are involved with wealthy men


I tell her, 'Get 'em', she say, 'I got you', I say, 'No, bitch, I say get him'
I instruct her to seduce rich men, and she assures me that she's capable, but I correct her by specifying which man to target


And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties
These women are attractive, with long hair, and the men have sexual encounters with them and fall asleep on their breasts


And she give us the word, we come through with AK's
She provides us with information, and we arrive armed with AK-47s


It's a stick up, she scream like a victim
We proceed to rob the place, and she acts as if she's innocent and frightened


Now you, feeling so silly
Now you feel foolish for falling into our trap


I smoke color purple
I smoke marijuana


I'm up in here feeling like Celie (ooh)
I feel like the character Celie from the movie 'The Color Purple'


Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say?
Messy dreadlocks, what did you just say?


Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh)
Be careful with your words, like the lip-syncing duo Milli Vanilli


You can get snaked, you can get faked
You can be deceived or betrayed


Out by the bitch that you feelin'
By the woman you trust and have feelings for


'Cause you thought that she was an angel
Because you believed she was a heavenly figure


That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee
That woman is not virtuous, I disrespect her supposed angelic aura


And you telling your business, she tell me your business
You confide in her and share personal information, which she then reveals to me


You tell that bitch what you're feeling
You express your emotions to her


All of the beans you be spilling
All of the secrets and information you divulge


To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings
To you, she lies without hesitation or guilt


She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden
She knows the location of your hidden possessions, and she informs me where they are


She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home
She knows when you're not home and informs me when it's safe to visit, and then we proceed to break into your house


And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed
We steal specific items, while the woman is on vacation with you to avoid suspicion


We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses
We don't just steal items, we gather information about your whereabouts


And we don't leave messes
We don't make a mess or leave any evidence behind


You'll only know that it's gone when you check it
You'll only realize that your belongings are missing when you inspect them


Then your first thought is to start second guessing
Your initial reaction is to doubt yourself and question what happened


She say, 'What's wrong?', he say 'nothing, keep resting'
She asks what's bothering him, and he replies that nothing's wrong, just continue to relax


She say, 'What's missing?', 'how you know something missing?'
She questions what is missing, and he wonders how she knows that something is indeed missing


He scratch his head, she say 'get back in bed'
He scratches his head in confusion, and she tells him to return to bed


And she gave him some head
And she performed oral sex on him


Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say
Boy, you can't trust those women, and then she continues to speak


I be with bitches that know the bitches that's with the niggas we following
I associate with women who are acquainted with the women involved with the men we are tracking


Get them on the line, stay two cars behind and tell them hoes, 'don't be so obvious'
Contact them discreetly, maintain a safe distance, and instruct them not to draw attention


Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell
She has long hair and is confident, taking care of her responsibilities without revealing anything


She bite the bullet and cough up the shells
She accepts her difficult tasks and overcomes the obstacles


She tell 'em, 'Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place'
She seductively suggests going to the man's residence


And if he say, Yea', then we meet him there
And if he agrees, then we arrange to meet at his place


She feed him lies with his silverware
She deceives him using her charm and manipulates him while they eat


She don't want love, she just want her share
She is not interested in love, only in getting her portion


I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his
I know a woman named Liz, and this man believes that she is his


'Cause she tell him that it is
Because she convinces him that they are in a romantic relationship


So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears
As a result, he confesses all his secrets and fears to her


And then she tell me, and I be all ears
And then she informs me, and I listen attentively


And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him
I proceed to tell my associates, but they already have knowledge about him


And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over
I call Liz, and she confirms that he is coming to her place


I say, 'Good girl, just remember what I told you'
I commend her, but remind her to follow our plan


She gave me the salute, I say, 'Girl, you're a soldier'
She acknowledges my approval, and I praise her for being loyal and dependable


We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up
We wait outside, observing his arrival


Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked
We approach the door, and just before he can knock, she opens it while undressed


She left it unlocked
She intentionally left the door unlocked


They started french kissing so he didn't see moi
They begin passionately kissing, allowing me to remain unnoticed


And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch
She lets him enter the house, and they pause on the couch


Music up loud with his head in the cloud
The music is playing loudly, and he is in a state of bliss


Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him
I lower the volume and startle him


Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown
I anger him, aiming a gun at his face


Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around
Turn around, I am serious and not here to play games


Caught you wit' your pants down
Caught you in a vulnerable position


You know what it is, put your fucking hands up
You understand the situation, so raise your hands


Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down
Liz, you can lower your hands now, you've done your part


And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her
He stared directly at her and shook his head in disapproval


She a good actress and you a dead actor
She is skilled at acting, and you are about to face dire consequences


You'll be dead after we get what we're after
You will lose your life once we obtain our desired outcome


If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh
If Liz refers to you as 'daddy,' she is about to betray you


I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga
I have numerous women who are willing to do anything for me


But think for me, nigga
However, they don't think independently, but rather follow my instructions


Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga
I send her to you as if she isn't really mine, deceiving you


I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga
I hope you feel isolated and abandoned, similar to facing bankruptcy


She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga
She serves you a drink, but the cost is on me


She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga
She secretly adds a substance to the drink, so now you must rely on me to guide your thoughts


Out the frame on these niggas
I surpass all expectations and outshine other men


Pussy got you out of character, nigga
Under the influence of the woman's sexual prowess, you're behaving unlike yourself


You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga
You are easily captivated by these women, losing your position and status, my friend


Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion
I will strip you of all your possessions, to the point where you won't even have a say


We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga
We have your full focus, and now you're staring down the barrel of a gun


Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga
Now she's searching for her missing stockings


We just looking for the casserole, nigga
We are searching for the valuable item hidden amongst your belongings


But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga
However, she will reveal the location where you hide it, my friend


Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup
Every day, she wakes up and applies a different shade of makeup


And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall
And he promises to take her on outings to the movies and the mall


Chilling with the Laker, on the floor
Relaxing with a player from the Los Angeles Lakers, on the basketball court


Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball
During the crucial final four minutes of the game, the skillful Kobe Bryant has possession of the ball


Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh
Paparazzi photographers observe them together and quickly snap a picture


Probably on a Internet blog
Likely to be featured on an internet blog


In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother
Soon, he will confess his love for her, even in front of his mother


Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
He desires to meet her mother as soon as tomorrow


Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls
Her sexual performance is so satisfying that it leads him to indulge in sinful behavior within her presence


And he digging in it like he living in it
He explores her body as if he is living inside of it


Make a new religion with it
Their sexual encounter is so intense that it feels like a spiritual experience, akin to creating a new religion


Man a nigga 'bout to go against God
The pleasure he experiences is so overwhelming that he feels like he is betraying his religious beliefs


Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird
Their lovemaking is like an artistic masterpiece, with a delightful rhythm like that of a hummingbird's wings


When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi
When she suggests engaging in intimate activity inside a yellow taxi


Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat
Without caring about the consequences, he eagerly joins her in the backseat


Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby
They wake up the next morning to the realization that their passionate encounter was merely a temporary escape, similar to the novel 'The Great Gatsby'


Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie
Afterward, he treats their relationship poorly, just like the female dog Lassie


I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing
He sees himself as a carefree individual, laughing like a pitbull in the wind


I'ma call up again like I did last week
He plans to contact her again, just as he did the previous week


Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy
He mends his relationship with her friend, and he feels confident and stylish


Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley
He spends time with Britney, who has a twin sister named Ashley


Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy
After discovering that he had a sexual encounter, the person he was involved with becomes upset


Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me
I never allow myself to be fooled by falsehoods


Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me
In fact, I want to end this relationship, so don't bother asking me for a reconciliation


'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting
I'm not going to tolerate any double standards or hypocritical behavior


Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone
Engaging in sexual activities with another man is negative regardless of the circumstances


But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty
But you performed oral sex on him, which is disgusting


Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No)
Actually, give me your phone (No),


You fucking with Wayne? (No)
Are you involved with Wayne? (No)


Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call)
Give me your phone (No, let me take this call)


(Lick me like a lollipop)
(Perform oral sex on me)


He on your fucking ringtone?
Why is he listed in your contacts as 'fucking'?


Is that the shit that you do?
Are you engaged in this kind of behavior?


Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos
Masturbating while watching videos of Kendrick


Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews
Surfing the internet to watch his interviews


I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you
I have no idea what the hell has gotten into you recently


Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder
Tell me who loves you, I guarantee that I love you more intensely


Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter?
Did you forget about everything I did for your child?


The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school
Changing diapers, providing Pedialyte, and taking care of my mom's daycare after school


And she never did charge her
And she never charged for her services


You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up
You are extremely deceitful, and I hope that your true nature is exposed


You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber
You know what, I'm giving up on this situation, let me retrieve my firearm, I have a round loaded


I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done
I intend to aim the gun at you, damn it, you know the harm has already been done


Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress
I'm feeling emotional because I'm under a lot of pressure


I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess
I shouldn't have to experience this, I suppose


So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself
To summarize, since you enjoy listening to rappers who talk about harming women, I'm metaphorically destroying myself


She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She exclaims, oh, daddy, oh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa


Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Oh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa


She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She states, oh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa


Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
Now he understands the situation, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Angel Aponte, Dwayne Carter, Kendrick Duckworth, Marco Antonio Rodriguez Diaz

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Intro – Kendrick Lamar]
I got a story to tell
You know that I cherish thee
Hope it ain’t too many feelings involved

[Verse 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
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 faced
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”
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
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 the 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 with 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, then 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 till 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 2 – 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’mma 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 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, oohh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She say: “ooh,” no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah



All comments from YouTube:

@OfentseMwaseFilms

I was always mad that this song never got a video! This is a BANGER!

@Jpeazytoeazy

Yes sir 🇿🇦

@sirXabiso

Till this day‼️‼️

@mondebluz

what would be dope is you shooting a Kendrick Lamar music video with The Little Homies

@ngombosamuelmuvera4734

https://youtu.be/-RAglyw6ySk

@moshpiitlungelo8752

I guess I wasn't alone after all,OM

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@1HGtv

This song is SO underrated. It’s so damn good and paints the picture.

@jarjarrellbinks

This song debuted at 2 on the billboard hot 100. Underrated ?

@williamtrowsdale4523

@JarJarrellBinks shoulda been 1

@thomaswalters5848

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