Tom: E minor
Verse 1
G#m
I got a story to tell,
you know that I cherish these
G#m
F#
feelings involved
G#m
I see niggas in this bitch
startin' poppin' bottles
Gettin' drunk with these bitches
B
and when they leave they get followed
Fall asleep with that bitch
and really don't know much about her
F#
And she let us in, we take all of your shit
And when you wake up,
she help you try to find it
G#m
I love her 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 say, get him
B
And they so pretty, and they have linty
He hit it and sleep on her titties
F#
An d she give us the word,
we come through with it
G#m
Cases to stick up, she scream like a victim,
now you
Feelin' so silly, I smoke color purple
I'm up in here feelin' like silly, ooh
Nappy -ass dress,
what's that you say?
B
Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli, ooh
You can get snakes, you can get fakes
Out by the bitch that you feelin',
Thought she was an angel,
that bitch ain't no angel
G#m
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 lock through her tea,
cowardice feelin'
B
She know where you hide it,
tell me where it's hidden
She know when you gone,
tell me when the bitch say
F#
We breakin' your home,
and take the specifics
And meanwhile the bitch
is on vacation with him
G#m
So she don't get blamed
We don't snatch chains,
we find all their dresses
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
he say not to keep resting
She say what's missing,
how you know something missing
she say get back in bed
Then she gave him some head,
boy, you can't trust them bitches
G#m
And then she say, ooh,
I see niggas in this bitch
Startin' poppin' bottles
Gettin' drunk with these bitches
And when they leave, they get followed
know the bitches
That's what the niggas be followin'
stay two cars behind
G#m
And tell them hoes don't be so obvious
On the leasing
Long hair don't care,
she handle the business
and don't ever tell
She bite the bullet and cuff up the shell
B
She tell him, ooh, daddy,
let's go to your place
And if he say yeah,
then we meet him there
F#
She feed him lies with his silverware
She don't want love, she just wanna share
G#m
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
B
Then I go and tell my people,
and they already know him
And then I call Liz,
and she say he coming over
just remember what I told you
She gave me the salute,
G#m
I said, girl, you're a soldier
We waitin' outside, watch him pull up,
walk up to the door
And right before he knocks,
she open the door naked
She left it unlocked,
they started french kissin'
B
So he didn't see moi, then she let him in
They stopped on the couch,
music up loud
With his head in the clouds,
turn this shit down
G#m
And I scared the piss out of him,
piss a n***a off
Put the gun to his frown,
n***a turn around
I ain't here to fuck around,
I ain't here to fuck around
Cut 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,
B
then he looked dead at her
And he shook his head at her,
she a good actress
And you a dead actor,
Let's call your daddy,
she about to be a bastard, oh
bitches that doin' it
Thank for me, n***a,
but thank for me, n***a
Send her to you like she
ain't for me, n***a
I hope you alone, like bankruptcy, n***a
that drink on me, n***a
She slip somethin' in and I thank for me,
n***a
F#
Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture
G#m
Mona Lisa off the frame
on these n****s
Pussy got you out of character, n***a
You fall for these hoes
off your ladder, my n***a
Take everything that you have to you
Don't even have an opinion,
F#
we have your attention
borrowed old n***a
Now she lookin' for her pantyhose,
n***a
F#
We just lookin' for the casserole, n***a
But she gon' show us where you stash it,
though, n***a
G#m
Mona
Every day she wake up
with a different color makeup
And I promise he gon' take her
to the movie in the mall
Chillin' with the liquor on the floor,
fourth quarter
Four minute on the clock,
Black Mamba with the ball
Paparazzi lookin' at him,
B
both poppin' up and take a picture
Uh, probably on the internet blog
F#
In a minute, he gon' be admitting
G#m
that he love her on his mother
Man, he wanna meet her
F#
G#m
mother by tomorrow
Mona, Lisa
Pussy good enough,
it got him sending in her walls
F#
And he diggin' in it like he livin' in it
G#m
Make a new religion with him
and a nigga bout to go against God
B
sweet tone like a hummingbird
when she acts deemed
G
Did he wanna make love in a yellow taxi?
F#
Never gay, too fucked,
jumped in the backseat
G#m
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 laffy
I'ma call up again like I did last week
and I'm all jazzy
Britney with a twin and a girl Ashley
Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy
F#
Bitch, I never let the bullshit
Better yet, I wanna break up,
don't you ask me
But I'm motherfuckin' double standard,
I dig
Fuckin' on another nigga,
that's a negative alone
But you suck this dick,
that's just nasty
B
Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone
You fuckin' with Wayne?
Bitch, gimme your phone
No, let me take this call real quick
G#m
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
B
Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder
F#
Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter the pampas,
the PDA lightin',
G#m
my momma daycare at the school
and she never did charge her,
you scallops is fuckin',
I hope you blow up, you know what,
I get bucked, let me go get my gun,
I got one in the chamber,
I'm blendin', no aiming, goddammit,
you know that the damage is done,
cause I'm in stress,
I'm not supposed to go
through this, I guess,
F#
So in conclusion, since you like rappers
that's killin' their pussy,
G#m
I'm killin' myself, said, ooh, daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa,
Mona Lisa, ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona
me motionin' Lisa, Mona Lisa
F#
Now he get the picture
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Yeah
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