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conversations.value: Write me a song called Mona Lisa (Demo) with the following description: The demo version of “Mona Lisa” feature some different lyrics, some different instrumental elements and different autotune in Wayne’s verses. There is also a refrain present in-between Wayne’s second verse and Kendrick’s verse that’s also absent from the final version.
  It’s likely that this was the version of “Mona Lisa” was the version played by Martin Shkreli before it was updated for its final release on Tha Carter V in September 2018. It’s track 8 on the album.
  This version leaked alongside many other Tha Carter V scraps on September 13, 2019. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
  I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish these
  Hope it ain't too many feelings involved
  [Refrain: Lil Wayne]
  I see niggas 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
  When you really should sleep with a choppa 'cause you gon' wake up and see me with them choppas
  [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
  Uh, I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas with riches
  I tell 'em, "Get him," they say, "Yes, daddy," and they don't care how we split it
  And they so pretty, and their hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties
  And she give us the word, we come through with AKs, it's a stick-up, she scream like a victim
  Now 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 faked out by the bitch that you feelin'
  'Cause you thought that 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, fillin's
  She know where you hide to tell me where it's hidden, she know when you're gone, tell me when to visit
  We break in your home and take the specifics, and meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with you
  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 checkin', then your first thought is to start second guessin'
  She say, "What's wrong?" He say, "Nothin', keep restin'," she say, "What's missin'?" "How you know somethin' missin'?"
  He scratched his head, she say, "Get back in bed," then she gave him some head
  Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say, "Ooh, daddy, ooh", woo
  She say, "Ooh, daddy, ooh," yeah, she took off his pants and his shoes
  He opened his eyes and saw that barrel goin' "boom," nigga, yeah [Refrain: Lil Wayne]
  I see niggas 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 niggas 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 him there
  She don't want love, she just want her share, she feed him lies with his silverware
  [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  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
  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 say, "Yes, daddy", I say, "Girl, you're a soldier"
  So we're waitin' outside, we watched him pull up, and walk up to the door
  And right before he knock, she open the door naked, they started French kissin', but he didn't see moi
  She left it unlocked, they didn't make it to the room, so they stopped on the couch
  Music up loud with his head in the clouds, turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him
  Piss a nigga off, shoot him dead in 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 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, we call her a bastard, oh
  I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga, but think for me, nigga
  Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga, and if you alone, she bankrupts you niggas
  She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga, she slip somethin' in it, now faint for me, nigga
  Then you wake up and see guns in your face, and Mona Lisa out of frame on these niggas
  That pussy got you out of character, nigga, you fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga
  We take everything that you have 'til you don't even have an opinion, we have yo' attention
  And now you're lookin' down a barrel though, nigga, you more terrified than a Fatter Joe, nigga
  Don't be a pussy for pussy, my nigga, don't be a asshole over pantyhose, nigga, quit playin' [Chorus: Lil Wayne]
  She say, ooh, Daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
  Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
  She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
  Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
  [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
  Ah, every day she wake up with a different color makeup and a promise he gone 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 and take a picture, uh, probably on a Internet blog
  In a minute, he gon' be admittin' that he love her on his mother, man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
  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 nigga 'bout to go against God
  Poetry in the pear trees, sweet tone like a hummingbird when she asked him
  Did he want to 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 laughing, I'ma call up again like I did last week
  Make good with the friend and I'm all 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 no motherfuckin' double-standard, acting
  Fucking on another nigga, that's a negative alone, but you sucked his dick, that's just nasty
  Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone! (
  No
  ) You fuckin' with Wayne's? (
  No!
  )
  Bitch, gimme your phone! (
  No! Let me, let me take this call real quick
  ) (
  … lick me like a lollipop
  )
  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 momma, daycare after school and she never did charge you
  You scandalous as fuck and I hope you blow up, you know what, I give up, let me go get my gun
  I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin', goddammit, you know that 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 killin' that pussy, I'm killin' myself [Chorus: Lil Wayne]
  She say, ooh, Daddy, ooh, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
  Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
  She say, ooh, no emotion, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
  Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah