Sixteen (十六) (Album Version) - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/André 3000 (André Lauren Benjamin) Written by：William Roberts/Erik Ortiz/Kevin Crowe/Kenneth Bartolomei/Andre 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 ni**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 marijuana Double MG's double M fees We in every hood ni**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 damn what a memory
Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed Born broke had to use a ni**a'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 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 sh*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
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
