Kevin McCall - Mona Lisa lyrics

[Intro] Put your a** up on that pole, put your a** up on that pole Put your a** up on that pole, put your a** up on that pole Put your a** up on that pole, put your a** up on that pole Put your a** up on that pole, put your a** up on that pole [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Girl you wanna play with me baby Money ain't a thing cause I got paper I'm looking at your body You about to get exactly what you came for Now I can throw it up, throw it up, break it down, down, down Even if it ain't loud she gets me aroused Slow it up, slow it up, slow it down You the sh**, you the sh** Go ahead play with it baby Cause I'mma keep my hands to myself and my back on the wall Now I'm playing with it baby I know you don't give a f** cause you gon' get your money up [Chorus: Chris Brown & Kevin McCall] I, I, I get your a** up on that pole Get this money in my hand I, I, I all this money dripping on you Like paint from a Mona Lisa Aha, aha Drop it to the floor b**h, aha, aha All this money dripping on you Like paint from a Mona Lisa [Verse 2: Kevin McCall] I f**ed with my first b**h, I upgrade my second broad Corporate my credit card, vintage out my f**ing watch Vintage out my f**ing cars, no T-Bone just f**ing yacht Your new b**h, my old b**h, you can have the ho cause she talk a lot Now get your a** up on this pole, you can get this money Now I got them carats, I got all them Playboy bunnies Come shake it for daddy, I'm throwing them hunnids Racks on top of racks and Maybachs look like hunnids [Verse 3: Chris Brown] And they a** big as some mountain, put my drink on it, she cold My zipper down but my money up, better get your a** up on that pole Two more shots then I'm out, blacka, blacka then I reload Got it might earn 20 more, get yo a** up on that pole Damn look at Lakeisha getting that money just like a zesta All of these bunnies bunnies, hopping and popping You fighting to get up in my two seater My chain, 6 rings, b**h I'm in the motherf**ing game [Chorus: Chris Brown & Kevin McCall] I, I, I get your a** up on that pole Get this money in my hand I, I, I all this money dripping on you Like paint from a Mona Lisa Aha, aha Drop it to the floor b**h, aha, aha All this money dripping on you Like paint from a Mona Lisa [Verse 4: Chris Brown] I don't make it rain n***a I make it monsoon like a tidal wave Me taking 23 shots, that's a MJ I mean a fadeaway, we 'bout to fadeaway She said she like my pants, I think she like my pockets b**h I'm in the building counting millions, you should try it Yeah what d'you mean? She tried to kiss me, I said stop it Put that money in the face then she get that p**y popping [Chorus: Chris Brown & Kevin McCall] I, I, I get your a** up on that pole Get this money in my hand I, I, I all this money dripping on you Like paint from a Mona Lisa Aha, aha Drop it to the floor b**h, aha, aha All this money dripping on you Like paint from a Mona Lisa