Receipt - Lil Wayne

It’s kinda hard saying this shit to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt

Yeah, to redeem your love, that’s exactly what I need)

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 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

Doing shit for him

She say she did too much

I say she did nothing

She need to quit fronting

I haven’t hid nothing

And you love everything

Can’t hide your 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—

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt

Yeah, to redeem your love, that’s exactly what I need)

It’s kinda hard saying this shit to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away

Destiny Child CD

Song number three

She cater to me

'Til 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

Waiting 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

In my coupe

Or in the office

Or the streets of The Boot

I’m thinking '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

Yeah, they throw they purses and they makeup at me

'Cause you got Wayne

I charge it to the game

And baby you can keep the change

But—

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt

Yeah, to redeem your love, that’s exactly what I need)

It’s kinda hard saying this shit to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away

Come home

Smell the food on the stove

She done cleaned the whole house

Washed the dishes and the clothes

And when 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

Every time feel like the first one

Perfect

When a nigga stressin' at work

She take away all of 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—

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt

Yeah, to redeem your love, that’s exactly what I need)

It’s kinda hard saying this shit to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away

I got you

It’s kinda hard saying this shit to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take her away