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Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September 27, 1982 in New Orleans, Louisiana), better known by his stage name Lil Wayne, is an American rapper. Formerly a member of the rap group the Hot Boys, he joined the Cash Money Records collective as a teenager. Get It How U Live, released in 1997, was Lil Wayne's first album with Hot Boys, and Tha Block is Hot, his solo debut, came out in 1999.
After gaining fame with two other albums in the early 2000s, Lil Wayne reached higher popularity with 2004's Tha Carter and its two subsequent albums Tha Carter II (2005) and Tha Carter III (2008). He earned various accolades following Tha Carter III, including being nominated for eight Grammy Awards. He released a rock album titled Rebirth in 2010.
Mona Lisa
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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 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
In Lil Wayne feat. Kendrick Lamar's song Mona Lisa, Lil Wayne and Kendrick each tell a story of a woman named Mona Lisa who uses her sexuality to manipulate and deceive men. Lil Wayne's verses describe how Mona Lisa sets men up to be robbed, while Kendrick's verses describe how she traps a man in a toxic relationship. Both artists warn their listeners not to trust women like Mona Lisa who use their sexuality to manipulate men.
The repeated phrase "Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa" is a reference to the iconic painting by Leonardo da Vinci, which is often considered the most famous painting in the world. The painting is known for its enigmatic smile and the sense of mystery and intrigue that surrounds it, which is fitting given the sneaky and manipulative nature of the character in the song.
The lyrics are also notable for their use of vivid and creative imagery, such as Lil Wayne's line "I smoke color purple, I'm up in here feeling like Celie" which references the character Celie from Alice Walker's novel The Color Purple. They also use clever wordplay, such as Kendrick's line "You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga" which plays on the phrase "falling off the ladder" to suggest that men who fall for women like Mona Lisa are making a grave mistake.
Overall, Mona Lisa is a cautionary tale about the dangers of trusting people who use their sexuality as a weapon, and is an example of the power of storytelling in rap music.
Line by Line Meaning
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee
I have an important story to share, showing how much I value it
Hope it ain't too many feelings involved
I hope it doesn't stir up too many emotions
I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles
I observe guys in this place, showing off and celebrating
Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed
Drinking excessively with these women and once they leave, they are pursued
Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her
Sleeping with that woman and having little knowledge about her
Then she let us in, we take all of your shit
Then she allows us entry and we steal all your belongings
And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it
And when you wake up, she pretends to assist in searching for them, which I find amusing
I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches
I associate with women who associate with other women who associate with wealthy men
I tell her, 'Get 'em', she say, 'I got you', I say, 'No, bitch, I say get him'
I command her to seduce them, she assures me she will, but I correct her, emphasizing my desired target
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties
And they are attractive, with long hair, he has sex with them and rests on their breasts
And she give us the word, we come through with AK's
And she gives us the signal, we arrive with AK-47 rifles
It's a stick up, she scream like a victim
It's a hold up, she screams as if she's being victimized
Now you, feeling so silly
Now, you feel foolish
I smoke color purple, I'm up in here feeling like Celie
I smoke the drug 'purple', feeling like the character Celie from the movie The Color Purple
Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say?
Messy and unkempt dreadlocks, what were you saying?
Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli
Be careful with your words, like the scandal involving Milli Vanilli
You can get snaked, you can get faked
You can be deceived, you can be tricked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
Betrayed by the woman you are attracted to
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
Because you believed she was an angelic figure
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee
That woman is not virtuous, I disregard her supposed goodness
And you telling your business, she tell me your business
And you reveal your secrets, she shares them with me
You tell that bitch what you're feeling
You confide in that woman about your emotions
All of the beans you be spilling
All of the secrets you divulge
To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings
To you, she lies convincingly
She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden
She knows where you keep it hidden, inform me of its location
She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home
She knows when you're not present, inform me when I should come, we invade your home
And take this specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him so she don't get blamed
And steal the specific items, while the woman is conveniently on vacation with the target so she avoids suspicion
We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses
We don't steal jewelry, we discover the locations of our targets
And we don't leave messes
And we don't leave evidence behind
You'll only know that it's gone when you check it
You'll only realize it's missing when you inspect it
Then your first thought is to start second guessing
Then your initial reaction is to doubt your own memory
She say, 'What's wrong?', he say 'nothing, keep resting'
She asks, 'What's the matter?', he replies 'nothing, continue resting'
She say, 'What's missing?', 'how you know something missing?'
She asks, 'What's missing?', he questions, 'How do you know something is missing?'
He scratch his head, she say 'get back in bed'
He scratches his head, she instructs, 'go back 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 adds
I see niggas in this bitch stuntin', popping bottles
I observe guys in this place showing off and celebrating
Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed
Drinking excessively with these women and once they leave, they are pursued
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 who are 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, maintain a safe distance, and instruct those women to not be too conspicuous
Long hair, don't care, she handle the business and don't ever tell
Having carefree long hair, she takes care of the situation without ever revealing it
She bite the bullet and cough up the shells
She takes the risk and reveals the truth
She tell 'em, 'Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place'
She says to them, 'Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place'
And if he say, 'Yea', then we meet him there
And if he agrees, then we meet him at his place
She feed him lies with his silverware
She serves him lies along with his utensils
She don't want love, she just want her share
She doesn't desire love, she just wants what is due to her
I, know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his
I know a woman named Liz, this guy believes she is his
'Cause she tell him that it is
Because she convinces him that it is true
So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears
So he confides in her about all his secrets, all his fears
And then she tell me, and I be all ears
And then she tells me, and I listen attentively
And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him
And then I inform my associates, and they are already familiar with him
And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over
And then I call Liz and she informs me that he is coming over
I say, 'Good girl, just remember what I told you'
I say, 'Good girl, just remember my instructions'
She gave me the salute, I say, 'Girl, you're a soldier'
She gives me a gesture of acknowledgement, I say, 'Girl, you're resilient'
We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up
We're waiting outside, observing him arrive
Walk up to the door and right before he knock, she open the door naked
Approach the door and just before he knocks, she opens it while being undressed
She left it unlocked
She left the door unlocked
They started french kissing so he didn't see moi
They started passionately kissing, so he didn't notice me
And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch
And then she allows him inside, they pause on the couch
Music up loud with his head in the cloud
Playing loud music, he is lost in his thoughts
Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him
Lower the volume and I startled him
Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown
Anger a guy, point a gun at his face
Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around
Guy, turn around, I'm not here to play games
I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down
I'm not here to waste time, caught you in a compromising position
You know what it is, put your fucking hands up
You know what's happening, raise your hands
Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down
Liz, that's sufficient, lower your hands
And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her
And then he looked directly at her and shook his head disapprovingly
She a good actress and you a dead actor
She is a talented actress and you are a failure as an actor
You'll be dead after we get what we're after
You'll be killed once we obtain what we want
If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh
If Liz refers to you as 'daddy', she is about to be left fatherless, oh
I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga
I have too many women who are willing to do anything for me
But think for me, nigga
But they think on my behalf
Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga
Send her to you as if she isn't mine, nigga
I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga
I hope you are lonely, like being bankrupt, nigga
She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga
She serves you a beverage, but I'm the one paying for it, nigga
She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga
She adds something to it, now think on my behalf, nigga
I done painted the picture
I have depicted the scenario
Mo-mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas
Mona Lisa, unorthodox among these guys
Pussy got you out of character, nigga
Sexual desire caused you to behave differently, nigga
You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga
You are easily captivated by these women, my nigga
Take everything that you have, 'til don't even have an opinion
Take everything from you, till you don't even have a say
We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga
We have your full attention and now you're facing a gun, my nigga
Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga
Now she's searching for her stockings, nigga
We just looking for the casserole, nigga
We're just searching for the hidden loot, nigga
But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga
But she will reveal to us where you've hidden it, nigga
Ah, everyday she wake up with a different color makeup
Ah, she wakes up every day wearing different colored makeup
And a promise he gon' take to the movie and the mall
And a promise he made to take her to the movies and the shopping center
Chilling with the Laker, on the floor
Relaxing with a Lakers player, on the basketball court
Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball
In the final quarter, four minutes remaining, Kobe Bryant with the ball
Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh
Paparazzi observing and capturing them in photos
Probably on a Internet blog
Likely to appear 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 in front of his mother
Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
He desires to meet her mother tomorrow
Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls
Her vagina is satisfying enough, causing him to commit sins within her
And he digging in it like he living in it
And he pushes deep into it as if he lives inside of it
Make a new religion with it
Create a new belief system with it
Man a nigga 'bout to go against God
This guy is about to defy God
Poetry in a pear tree, sweet tone like a hummingbird
Beautiful poetry, a melodious voice like a hummingbird
When she asked him, did he want to make love in a yellow taxi
When she asked him if he wants to have intercourse in a yellow taxi
Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat
Didn't care at all, jumped into the backseat
Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby
Awakened in the morning to The Great Gatsby
Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie
Then he treated her poorly again like the female dog Lassie
I'ma a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing
I'm an unfaithful person, I'm a pitbull who laughs
I'ma call up again like I did last week
I'm going to call her again like I did last week
Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy
Make things right with her friend, and I'm all smooth
Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley
Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley
Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy
Discovered that I had sex, he was dissatisfied
Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me
Bitch, I never allow the nonsense to deceive me
Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me
Better yet, I want to end the relationship, don't even ask me
'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting
Regarding the lack of a double standard, acting
Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone
Having sex with another guy, that is negative on its own
But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty
But you performed oral sex on him, that's simply distasteful
Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No)
In fact, bitch, give me your phone (No)
You fucking with Wayne? (No)
You're having sex with Wayne? (No)
Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call)
Bitch, give me your phone (No, let me answer this call)
(Lick me like a lollipop)
(Give me oral sex)
He on your fucking ringtone?
Is he your ringtone?
Is that the shit that you do?
Is that what you're doing?
Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos
Masturbating while watching Kendrick videos
Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews
Go online and watch his interviews
I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you
I don't know what has recently gotten into you
Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder
Tell me who loves you, I guarantee I love more intensely
Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter?
Forgot about all the things I did for your daughter?
The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school
The diapers, the Pedialyte, and my mother taking care of her after school
And she never did charge her
And she never charged her for it
You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up
You're incredibly scandalous, and I hope it gets exposed
You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber
You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I have one bullet ready
I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done
I'm planning on aiming and shooting, God damn it, you know the harm has already been done
Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress
Bitch, I'm emotional because I'm experiencing stress
I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess
I'm not supposed to endure this, I suppose
So in conclusion, since you like rappers that's killing that pussy I'm killing myself
So, in conclusion, since you're attracted to rappers who excel in sexual encounters, I'm destroying myself
She say, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She exclaims, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She says, ooh, 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
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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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
@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
@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
!