Sixteen (Explicit)

Sixteen (Explicit) - Rick Ross/André 3000

Lyrics by：William Roberts/Erik Ortiz/Kevin Crowe/Kenneth Bartolomei/André Benjamin

Composed by：William Roberts/Erik Ortiz/Kevin Crowe/Kenneth Bartolomei/André Benjamin

André 3000：

When 16 ain't enough

Rick Ross：

It's funny because it's been on my mind lately

Having a d**e beat d**e idea

Sixteen bars ain't enough

How the f**k can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse

You know so many different levels to living your life

Depicting with your wordplay exactly what life means to you

Sixteen ain't enough

I know y'all gonna feel me on this one

You gotta feel me on this one

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 n***a I opened a Swiss account

Eisenhower status Etta James on the dash

Smooth as 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 steaming my m*******a

Double MG's double M fees

We in every hood n***a government cheese

Yacht to Yacht masters Old Dirty Bastard

Floor seat for the heat paper that I'm stacking

Better put away a penny for the rainy days

Pick and roll give and go f**k a fade away

Living 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 d**n what a memory

Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed

Born broke had to use a n***a's instincts

Now I get a hundred racks for the 16

Waking up to turkey bacon and my thick queen

N***as hating I'm just watching on the big screen

3 Stacks on the beat and the kicks mean

André 3000：

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

Man it's like I mean I got so much to say you know

The world has said so much to me

And 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 wintertime

Ah never mind

I'm in my room booming

Drawin' LL Cool J album covers with Crayolas on construction paper

I'm trying to f**k my neighbor I'm tryna hook my waves up

I'm tryna pull my grades up to get them saddle lace ups

Before lil' 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 crumbs would cake up

Before they tell me they love me and we'll never break up

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 a porch

And a Porsche and a horse and unfortunately

But of course an assortment of torches that scorches the skin when they enter

Intruders whose tutors did a lousy job

How's he God if he lets 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 do admit 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 smile

With such a devilish grin like where the hell have you been

She yelling selling is a sin Well so is telling young men

That selling is a sin if you don't offer new ways to win

A dolphin goon shake his fin regardless if he gets 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 of old when one could hold his gal on his arm

And not 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 mere privacy so essential

They won't make no laws I break their laws 'til 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

Yeah something tells me we ain't in Kansas anymore

All that s**t that used to be cool ain't cool anymore

All the women we were 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

When 16 ain't enough

When 16 ain't enough

When 16 ain't enough

When 16 ain't enough

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

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 the words in

Does he know his daughter might have caught a real merkman