Receipt Lyrics - Tha Carter Ii - Lil Wayne

Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard saying this shit to ya face 

So I do it over snares and bass 

Music take me away 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on 

Young boy, 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 nothin' 

She need to quit frontin' 

I haven't hid nothin' 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... 

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I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt 

To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need 

(Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard saying this shit to ya face 

So I do it over snares and bass 

Music take me away) 

I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt 

To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need 

(Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard saying this shit to ya face 

So I do it over snares and bass 

Music take me away) 

Photos 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Destiny 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 flo' 

Yeah, fresh out the shower, a smile and a towel 

Then after an hour, she gon' need another shower 

I'm at home or in my Coupe or in the office 

Or the streets or in the booth, 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 

Yeah, they thrown they purses and they make up at me 

Cus you got Wayne, I charge it to the game 

And baby you can keep the change but... 

I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt 

To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need 

(Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard saying this shit to ya face 

So I do it over snares and bass 

Music take me away) 

I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt 

To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need 

(Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard saying this shit to ya face 

So I do it over snares and bass 

Music take me away) 

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 

And she gets high sometimes 'cause I'm always doin' it 

You hear them hallways we always doin' it 

Work cut, everytime 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... 

I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt 

(Yeah) 

To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need 

(I got you) 

I gotta hold on, hold on to my receipt 

To redeem your love, that's exactly what I need 

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard saying this shit to ya face 

So I do it over snares and bass 

Music take her away)