Lil' Wayne - Receipt (Album Version (Explicit))

Receipt
Lil' Wayne
03:48
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It's kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face
So I do it over snares and bass,
Music take me away.

[Verse 1:]
Young broad, I know you love me like you never loved,
You know you couldn't find a better thug.
And, uh, you been peepin' me since I was younger,
So young that you even called me your little brother,
But I'm all grown up now, I got my own money,
I'm married and divorced and my daughter is a woman.
And guess what? My daughter want another,
Sister or a brother, and you lookin' like a mother.
I took you from a clubber to a lover,
And you took another bitch husband,
The other bitch wasn't doin' shit for him,
She say, she did too much, I say, she did nothing,
She need to quit frontin',
I haven't hid nothing, and you love everything,
Can't hide ya feelings, won't let my pride conceal it.
You got Wayne, I charge it to the game,
And, baby, you can keep the change, but...

[Chorus – x2:]
I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt
To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need.
It's kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face
So I do it over snares and bass,
Music take me away.

[Verse 2:]
Destiny's Child CD, song number three,
She cater to me till we fall asleep,
Then we wake up, and we pick up where we started,
Then she make a nigga breakfast – Sprite, orange juice, and water.
And she on stage waitin' for me after my show,
So no time for groupies, straight to the top floor,
Fresh out the shower, a smile and a towel,
Then after an hour, she gon' need another shower.
When I'm at home or in the coupe or in the office,
Or the streets or in the booth, I'm thinkin' ‘bout you,
And, most of the girls that come by are cute,
And they try to holla but they all on mute.
And, my old girls turn they face up at me,
And, they thrown they purses and they make up at me,
‘Cause you got Wayne, I charge it to the game
And, baby, you can keep the change but...

[Chorus – x2]

[Verse 3:]
Come home, smellin' food on the stove,
She done cleaned the whole house,
Washed the dishes and the clothes,
And we out we do it just how we supposed,
Look good for the public, leave the drama in the Rolls,
Royce, choice of car that we move in,
She gets high sometimes ‘cause I'm always doin' it,
You hear them hallways, we always doin' it,
Work cut, always feel like the first one.
Perfect, when a nigga stressed off that work shit,
Take away all the pain, make it lesser than dirt,
That's why you got Wayne, I charge it to the game,
And, baby, you can keep the change but...

[Chorus – x2]

It's kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face
So I do it over snares and bass,
Music take me away.