Mona Lisa (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

I got a story to tell

You know that I cherish thee

Hope it ain't too many feelings involved

I see **** 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 **** with riches

I tell her, "Get him," she say, "I got you"

I say, "No, bitch, I said get him"

Huh, 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

This a stick-up, she scream like a victim

Like 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 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 feelin', all of the beans you be spillin'

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 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, "Nothing, keep resting"

She say, "What's missing?"

"How you know something missing?"

He scratched his head, she said, "Get back in bed"

Then she gave him some head

Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say, ooh

I see **** 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 **** 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 'em there

She feed him lies with his silverware

She don't want love, she just wanna share

I know a bitch named Liz

This **** think she his 'cause she told 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 know him

And then I call Liz, and she say he comin' over

I said, "Good girl, just remember what I told ya"

She gave me the salute, I said, "Girl, you're a soldier"

We 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 scare the piss out him

Piss a **** off, put the gun to his frown

"****, 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"

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 after

If Liz call you daddy, she 'bout to be a bastard, oh

I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, ****

But think for me, ****

Send her to you like she ain't for me, ****

I hope you alone, like bankruptcy, ****

She pour you a drink

That drink on me, ****

She slip somethin' in it, now faint for me, ****

Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture

Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these ****

Pussy got you outta character

****, you fall for these hoes, off your ladder, my ****

Take everything that you have till you don't even have an opinion

We have your attention and now you looking down a barrel though, ****

Now she lookin' for her pantyhose, ****

We just lookin' for the casserole, ****

But she gon' show us where you stash it though, ****, uh

Ah, everyday 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 to take a picture, uh

Prolly on an 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, a **** '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 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 laughin'

I'ma call up again like I did last week

Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy

Brittney, with a 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, actin'

Fuckin' on another ****, that's a negative alone

But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty

Matter fact, bitch gimme your phone (No)

You fuckin' with Wayne? (No)

Bitch gimme your phone (No)

Lemme, lemme take this call right quick

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 mama

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, lemme go get my gun

I got one in the chamber, I'm plannin' on aimin'

Goddamnit, you know that the damage is done

Bitch, I'm emotional 'cause I been stressed

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 said, "Ooh, Daddy, ooh"

Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa

Ooh, fake smile

Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa

She said, "Ooh, no emotion"

Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa

Now he get the picture

Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa

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