Lyrics Women Lie, Men Lie - lil wayne , Yo Gotti

Women lie, men lie (lie)
Women lie, men lie (lie)
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (I'm Yo Gotti)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (Young Money)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (ayy, all I see is numbers)
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie (16, 16, 5, 17, 18)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't (but the numbers don't lie)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (the num-, the numbers don't lie)
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (the num-, the num-, the numbers don't lie)

Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Numbers don't lie

Ay, step up in the party and them bad bitches be on me
I be sipping on Patrón, when I'm jumping out Ferraris
I be rocking Gucci sometimes Louie, I'm retarded
And the rims by Asanti, but the shades by Bulgari
Hand on my scrap, I got my mind on my money
Plus if my mind on dine, y'ain't taking nothing from me
Headed on this choppa tool, headed on this choppa tool
Got headed on a hundred round 'cause that's how much the choppa shoot

Ball-balling is my hobby, counting hundreds, going shopping
Five star with me and I met her in the lobby
Took her to the room, she hit me with that line
She ain't that type of girl, so I told her stop lying

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (ayy, this your boy, Yo Gotti)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (but the, but the numbers don't lie)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (but the, but the numbers don't lie)
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (the num-, the num-, the numbers don't lie)

Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Women lie, men lie (Young Money)
Numbers don't lie (yeah)

Okay, I ain't gotta lie, cross my heart hope to die
The numbers don't lie, G5, over sky
I fuck the pussy good, make her cry, if I tried
I'm tired of being sick and I'm sick of being tired
Tired of these niggas and tired of these bitches
And shit, let 'em lie, as long as they ain't snitching

And men lie about women, shit
Women lie about plenty (women lie, men lie)
They ain't lying on me, I'm in the bed with two fine bitches lying on me
So that would make three and numbers don't lie
And money don't lie
And neither do I, bitch

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie ('cause I'ma true)
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't (and what are you?)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't (but the, but the numbers don't lie)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (the num-, the numbers don't lie)
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (the num-, the num-, the numbers don't lie)

Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Women lie, men lie (don't lie)
Numbers don't lie

I'm trying to count to a billion
My bitch, Brazilian
Hop in that Lamb'
Push the button, lose the ceiling
Sun out, no raindrops
Posting the same spot
Right here in North, North Memphis is where I came from

Hundred on the neck, I ain't never had shit
The streets gave me family, Barry White cut the check
Ain't no secret in the streets
Niggas know I got neCK
Got swagger through the roof
I was born just to fleek

Zip code on my wrist
Phone number in the bank
In my ten 'til six
With my 305 paint
I got my 357 and my 501s
In a Lear 55 with my Air Force Ones, no lie

Women lie, men lie (lie, lie, lie)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (ayy, this your boy, Yo Gotti)

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Say what you want but the numbers don't lie