Let me tell you about my girlfriend My girlfriend mona lisa She let somebody take a picture So she could be a fashionista She says she wanna be a model But what she wanna be a model for? She told me that she wanna travel Walk the Room at the Milano But I tell her that I love her, adore her I need her, my Lisa She told me trust her, I won't, I wanna trust her And I don't why it hurts me, hurts me, hurts me I get jealous when she working working working All the fellas they be looking looking looking They lookin at my lisa lisa lisa Let me tell you about my baby My baby mona lisa She told me that I'm acting crazy She said I need to free her She said she feel like she imprisoned But why she'd feel like she's in prison? We're always going to the ocean side, and on a mountain top We'd be livin' the good livin' She wanna be a model And travel, and walk any rumor in milano She say I'm jealous, I know I'm jealous Because I want her only for me and not the fellas And it hurts me, hurts me, hurts me All the time she be working working working Them boys be flirtin' flirtin' Flirtin' with my Lisa Lisa Lisa Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa