Sixteen
André 3000, Rick Ross
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When 16 ain't enough It's funny niggas, it's been on my mind lately When 16 ain't enough, having a dope beat, dope idea 16 bars ain't enough! How the f*ck can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse? You know, so many different levels, when 16 ain't enough, to living your life Depicting with your wordplay, when 16 ain't enough, exactly what life means to you 16 ain't enough I know y'all gonna feel me on this one You gotta feel me on this one Huh, it's funny how things change, funny how time fly More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile She call me a local nigga, I opened a Swiss account Eisenhower status Etta James on the dash John Coltrane cruising in the Cadillac Seville, feel my life on the real We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere Rolling like Mick Jagger, the women just getting badder All I see is the money, cream, Eric Clapton And all I wanted was one 16 ain't enough Talking that fast money 15 every month When your people labelled poor, that motivated me more Everything I ever wore was once worn before Roll with the punches now it's box office numbers Dressed like Sammy Davis, steamin' my marijuana Double MGs, double M fees We in every hood, nigga, government cheese Yachts and Yacht Masters, Old Dirty Bastard Floor seat for the Heat paper that I'm stackin' Better put away a penny for the rainy days Pick and roll, give and go, f*ck a fade away Livin' like Scottie Pippen, dribble riddles for vittles Started off with a scribble, now I'm flowing a river She say my heart cold I'm naming my son December Whitney died night before the Grammys, damn, what a memory Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed Born broke had to use a nigga's instincts Now I get a hundred racks for the 16 Waking up to turkey bacon and my thick queen Niggas hating, I'm just watchin' on the big screen 3 stacks on the beat and the kicks mean When 16 ain't enough, you know how sometimes you got so much to say but When 16 ain't enough, they on they only give you 16, heh Man it's like I mean I got so much to say ya know The world has said so much to me, I just wanna give right back to 'em you know When 16 ain't enough, but I only get 16, that's like a cage you know When 16 ain't enough, I really can't say what I wanna say, you know it's just a glimpse That's all, just one uh, one little single glimpse Just a page But I guess I'm defeating the purpose of doing all this talking Summer '88, or was it '89 Or was it winter-time, ah, nevermind I'm in my room, boomin' drawin' LL Cool J album covers With crayolas on construction paper I'm trying to f*ck my neighbor, I'm tryna hook my waves up I'm tryna pull my grades up, to get them saddle lace ups Before Le marc was Jacob, before them girls wore makeup Before my voice would break up, before we'd tour them shake clubs Before my mama wake up, before my palms would cake up Before they told me they love me and we'll never breakup Before the time she makes love, to someone that I thought was, my homeboy But boy was, I wrong now I don't budge, don't want much, just a roof and porch And a Porsche, and a horse and unfor-tunately But of course an assort-ment of tor-ches that scor-ches the skin, when they enter Intru-ders, whose tutors did a lousy job How's he god if he let's Lucifer let loose on us That noose on us won't loosen up but loose enough to juice us up Make us think we do so much and do it big Like they don't let us win, I can't pretend But I admit it, it feel good when the hood pseudo-celebrate Hence why every time we dine we eat until our belly aches Then go grab the finest wine and drink it like We know which grape and which region it came from As if we can name 'em, hint hint, it ain't um Welch's Hell just fell three thousand more degrees cooler Y'all can't measure my worth But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's against the wall I feel right at home, y'all sitting right at home All Kelly green with envy while I'm jelly beans descending Into the palm of a child, looks up at mama and smiles With such a devilish grin, Like "where the hell have you been" She yelling that selling's a sin, well so is telling young men That selling is a sin, if you don't offer new ways to win A dolphin gone shake his fin, regardless if he is in Or out of water, most important thing for him is to swim And flipper didn't hold his nose, so why shall I hold my tongue? I miss the days that O' and Market Hole had scowl on his arm? And I set off these alarms, when camera's snap snap snap snap Return fire, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa-pa, pa, pa, pa They'll learn why, near privacy, so essential They won't make no laws, I break their laws till they see out our window I take the fall to make them all treat human kind more gentle Forsake them all, I hate them all, don't like em don't pretend to Yea something tells me, we ain't in Kansas anymore All that shit that used to be cool ain't cool anymore All the women you been pursuing, now they want more And they deserve it all, don't settle for what ain't yours When 16 ain't enough, when 16 ain't enough, ooh yeah, oh yeah When 16 ain't enough, when 16 ain't enough, ooh (When 16 ain't enough) yeah, oh yeah (When 16 ain't enough) (Break down, break down) Does your mama know you see me, does she know you're freaky? Does she ever wonder if it's 'bout ya I am speaking? Do you ever ponder where I'm at when you get sleepy? How the hell I'm gonna tell the youth don't be me? Yea, ha ha (I love it) Does your daddy think you perfect, does he know for certain? Does he know how you act when you pull back all them curtains? Do he think I'm 2Pac 'cause I'm black and put them works in? Does he know his daughter might have caught a real merman yeah? It's funny because, cause you're a changer But because we love you, we go that extra mile, break it down for 'em Andre huh, (Next level) (Amazing)
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Written by: ERIK ORTIZ, KEVIN CROWE, KENNY BARTOLOMEI, WILLIAM ROBERTS, ANDRE BENJAMIN
Lyrics © ANDREW MOORE MUSIC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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