[Kendrick Lamar]
Eu tenho uma história para contar, você sabe que eu me importo contigo
Espero que isso não envolva muitos sentimentos

[Lil Wayne]
Eu vejo manos nisso cara, ostentando, estourando garrafas
Ficando bêbados com essas vadias e quando saem, são seguidos
Dormem com a vadia e na verdade não sabem muito sobre ela
Então ela nos deixa entrar, nós tiramos tudo que vestimos
E quando você acorda, ela te ajuda a tentar encontrar, eu amo isso
Eu estou com as putas que estão com as vadias que estejam com os malucos com grana

Eu digo a ela: Pegue eles
Ela diz: Eu peguei você
Eu digo: Não, vadia
Eu digo: Pegue eles
E elas são tão lindas e com cabelos longos
Ele meteu e dormiu em seus peitinhos
E ela nos deu a palavra, nós passamos
E caso isso seja um assalto, ela grita como uma vítima
Agora você está se sentindo tão bobo
Eu fumo uma erva
E fico aqui me sentindo idiota (ooh)
Dreads de cabelos crespos e grossos, o que você diz?
Cuidado com o que fala, Milli Vanilli (ooh)
Você pode se envolver, você pode ser confrontado
Eu vou comprar a vadia que você está curtindo
Porque você pensou que ela era um anjo
Aquela puta não é nenhum anjo, eu trato a auréola dela como um frisbee
E você está falando de seus negócios, ela me conta sobre seu negócios
Você diz a essa cadela o que você está sentindo
Todas as pílulas que você tem dropado
Para você, ela mente, através de suas cavidades dentárias, obturações
Ela sabia que você tinha que me dizer onde está escondido
Ela sabe quando vocês vão embora, e me diz quando visitar
Estamos invadindo sua casa
E levando coisas específicas enquanto a safada está de férias
Com ele para que ela não seja culpada
Nós não roubamos correntes, nós descobrimos endereços
E não deixamos bagunça
Você só sabe que já era quando for procurar
E o seu primeiro pensamento vai ser uma retrospectiva

Ela diz: O que há de errado?
Você diz: Nada, continue descansando
Ela diz: O que está faltando?
Como você sabe que algo está faltando?

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 'im, '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 Lisa, this nigga think she heads
'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 dead looked 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 thank 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 thank 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, you don't even have an opinion
We have you attention, now you're looking down a barrel, 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

[Kendrick Lamar & Lil Wayne]
Ah, everyday she wake up with a different colour make up
And I promise to go take to the movie and the mall
Chilling with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter
Fourth 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 wanted meet her mother by the mall
Mona Lisa
Pussy good enough, it got 'em sending into wars
And he digging in it like he living in it
Make a new religion with it
Man a nigga 'bout to go against God
Palm trees in the backstreet, 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
Walk up in the morning to The Great Gatsby
Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie
I'ma a dog into win, I'm a bit laughing
I'ma call up again like I did last week
Make good with the friend and I'm more 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 motherfucking double standard, acting
Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone
But you sucked this 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 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 get buck, 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

[Lil Wayne]
Ela diz: Ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Ooh, sorriso falso, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Ela diz: Ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Agora ele pega a foto Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah