D.K. - Come Clean lyrics

[Intro] Blah blah blah blah, is this thing on? [Verse 1] Bars heavy like an anvil Drop a couple of them bring your ship to a standstill Don't wound what you can't k** And don't eye what you can't steal Stop asking if your man's real You're the one that's staring at the wallet of his man still Thinking if his watch match the dimensions of his pencil Then you get suspicious when he says he at his friend's crib? But I'm not taking sides Leave you to decide where your loyalty resides Look into his eyes and unveil the disguise of the lies and thoughts you try to hide Come clean girl [Hook] Clean up your act baby girl, fix up your scheme In sheep's clothing, the truth unraveling at the seams No jokers, kings only decking out real queens So switch out them dirty jeans and come clean [Verse 2] And I know I've not always been honest But I feel the hour is upon us To do right under the starry blue night And finally reveal what is real like the blue light Wait, or is black light? Whatever, so much for being clever Leaving loose trails from all the ties you had to sever Keep claiming a go-getter?, well then go get 'em He'll stick with you if you let him But you're miss independent right? You don't need a man tonight Or tomorrow, or even in ten years time Or maybe when you've made it and you're ten times nine By then this rhyme would be a cla**ic And every road block you put in front of his path, he's surpa**ed it He'll be on top of his rap like an ad lib And you'll be stuck at the back like its traffic [Hook] [Verse 3] Brazilian or Peruvian Take that thing off I want to see your Nigerian What, Lil Wayne doesn't like that? Oh, is Lil Wayne now a white man? What if I said you'd finally found a nice man Who'd rather see you natural than with wigs on a nightstand Dreams of y'all on white sand and stroking your dark skin And poking in the garden Too much?, I beg your pardon But Whatever makes your comfortable Slip into something comfortable And watch me get up under you Do to you what you want me to Exciting every molecule Audible in the other room Obvious we're now ventriloquist Limitless with no d** Is how it feels to know lust Your hands guide my hands round your body like a tour bus But in the end you tell yourself there's no trust? What you mean girl? Come clean girl