[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