Artist: Lil Wayne f/ Kendrick Lamar Album: Tha Carter V Song: Mona Lisa Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [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, niggaz, in this, bitch Stuntin, poppin, bottles Gettin, drunk, with these, bitches And when they leave they get followed Fall a-sleep, 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 niggaz with riches I tell her "Get 'em," she say "I got you" I say "No bitch, I say get 'em" (huh) 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 AK's It's a stick-up, she scream like a victim [Lil Wayne] 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, tell her yo' business, she tell me yo' business You tell that bitch what you feelin All of the beans you be spillin To you she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings 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're checkin 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" Then she gave him some head, boy you can't trust them bitches And then she say ooh [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I see, niggaz, 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 niggaz 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 'em there She feed him lies with his silverware She don't want love, she just want her share [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 Then I go and tell my people, and they already knowin 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 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 him Piss a nigga off, put the 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 could put your hands down 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 thank for me nigga Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture Mo-Mona Lisa out the frame on these niggaz 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 yo' 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... [Kendrick Lamar] + (Lil Wayne) Ah, every day she wake up with a different color makeup and a promise he gon' 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 wanna 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 the nigga 'bout to go against God Poetry in a pear tree Sweet tone like a hummingbird, when she asked him did he wanna make love in a yellow taxi Never gave two fuck, jumped in the back seat 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 no motherfuckin double standard, acting Fuckin on another nigga, that's a negative alone But you sucked his dick? That's just nasty! Matter fact, bitch gimme yo' phone! {No!} You fuckin with Wayne's? {No!} Bitch, gimme yo' phone! {*BZZT*} {No! Let me, let me take this call real quick} {*BZZT*} {"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 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 Goddamn it, 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 (ooh, ooh) Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Ooh, fake smile (ooh, ooh) Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa She say, ooh, no emotion (ooh, ooh) Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah