Lil Wayne - Mona Lisa (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Lil Wayne - Mona Lisa (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
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', 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
I be with bitches that be with bitches
That be with niggas with riches
I tell her, "Get him,"
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
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
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 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
drank 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 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)
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? [sniffing]
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 ya
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
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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