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" Real Or Fake "



Now that you're here, baby

(Now that you're here)

I don't ever want, don't ever want to be without you

(I don't wanna be without you)

No, babe

(I can barely breathe without you)

And I know that it's clear, baby (Know that it's clear)

'Cause I get that feeling that I only get when I'm around you

(Only with you, that's how I know that it's real)

Nobody else, that's why I know it's real

That's how I know we gon' make it

Can't turn my back 'cause you're my baby

Sometimes I admit I do get hurt

But the question I ask then is

Do I really love you? (Yes)

Do I think our love is gonna pass the test? (Yes)

And honestly, I do

I do



Some things last forever

But we know that's not always true

Just how I will always be here for you, you



I got a bag full of goodies, goodies (I got a bag, baby)

And I can't feel my face, yeah

Is it real or fake? (Oh, oh)

Real or fake? Real or fake?

Oh, this love thing, yeah, yeah (Ha ha)

And you don't know what you be doing to me

Girl, your love's got me high

Is it real or fake?

This love thing

Baby, I just wanna hold you

Wanna hold you (Wanna hold you), kiss you, and squeeze you

Is it real or fake?

Your booty, this love thing

And baby girl, I need you

I need you, I need you

Ha ha, and I don't wanna wait

For this love thing



Baby, I just wanna hold you (Hold you)

Put all of my loving all on ya (On ya)

Let me show you how it really is (Baby, let me show you)

This love thing (Let me show you)

And boy, you know I'm repping Houston (Houston)

So baby, you know I can turn up on ya

Show you how real this could really get

This love thing



Some things last forever

But we know that's not always true

Just how I will always be here for you, you



I got a bag full of goodies, goodies (I got a bag, baby)

And I can't feel my face, yeah, oh, oh

Is it real or fake?

Oh, this love thing, yeah, yeah (Ha ha)

And you don't know what you be doing to me

Girl, your love's got me high

Is it real or fake?

This love thing

Baby, I just wanna hold you

Wanna hold you (Wanna hold you), kiss you, and squeeze you

Is it real or fake?

Your booty, this love thing

And baby girl, I need you

I need you, I need you (Yeah)

Ha ha, and I don't wanna wait

For this love thing

Oh, is it real—



I got a bag full of goodies, goodies (I got a bag, baby)

And I can't feel my face, yeah, oh, oh

Is it real or fake?

Oh, this love thing, yeah, yeah (Ha ha)

And you don't know what you be doing to me

Girl, your love's got me high

Is it real or fake?

This love thing

Baby, I just wanna hold you

Wanna hold you, kiss you, and squeeze you

Is it real or fake?

Your booty, this love thing

And baby girl, I need you

I need you, I need you

Ha ha, and I don't wanna wait

For this love thing

Oh, is it real or fake?

" Shoes "



Shout out to La the Dark

Monday through Sunday, we rock different pairs

Feel me (Gangsta)

Gangsta Grillz, bastards



I got a problem, I got the answer now

No more singin' chicks I'm messin' with a dancer now

She got a stripper pole, know how to break it down

She went from nothin' to somethin', she tryna make it now

She's original, I boosted up her style

She got her downtown pierced just to make me smile

We was finna go, but she naked now

And she did it in front of an audience



Shawty got ass

Skinny lil' waist, I ain't stupid, can't let it go to waste

Man, damn, she got swag

Temperature's heat, picture perfect every scene

Any camera flash

Go and try to get her, but when you do, she say that I'm with her

They ain't got the last, I'm chasin' with the mask

Tell me who's meaner when I switch 'em like sneakers



And you know I never, never wear the same pair twice

I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice

I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal

Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life

Never, never wear the same pair twice

I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice

I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal

Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life



I can't get rid of her, can't understand it now

I got the fresh girl, nigga, you got the hand-me-down

You got the sloppy seconds, already dug it out

I did my Dougie, sat down and let her work it out

She got them cakes out, I call her Betty Crock

Mr. Flintstone, I can make her bed rock

When I was tryna go, she got naked now

And shawty took it off in a DeLorean



Shawty got ass

Skinny lil' waist, I ain't stupid, can't let it go to waste

Man, damn, she got swag

Temperature's heat, picture perfect every scene

Any camera flash

Go and try to get her, but when you do, she say that I'm with her

They ain't got the last, I'm chasin' with the mask

Tell me who's meaner when I switch 'em like sneakers



And you know I never, never wear the same pair twice

I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice

I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal

Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life

Never, never wear the same pair twice

I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice

I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal

Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life (Uh)

'Cause I treat them like shoes



Whether Jordan 13's or Jordan D-Wade's (Uh)

With every new pair, my old pair feel played (Yeah)

New Carmello's, new Chris Paul's (Uh)

Little do they know, I love all y'all (Yeah)

I treat 'em like pros, high top or lows (Uh)

Space Jam, Bugs Bunny, Jordan Retros (Yeah)

She bring it back, Barkley's, all black (Uh)

Or the red, white and grey Air Max (Yeah)

I like that, a closet full of sneakers (Uh)

Just like my black book full of freakers (Yeah)

La the Darkman, L.A. deep (Uh)

Only wear Nike or the Timberland shoes



I treat 'em like shoes, yeah, that's what I do

Nanny-nanny, boo-boo

I'm shittin' on you, I treat 'em all like shoes

Some rough and some smooth

Just like shoes

More than one that I use

She gotta dunk, alley-oop

Nikes like ooh

Treat 'em all like shoes, treat 'em all like shoes



Never, never wear the same pair twice

I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice

I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal

Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life

Never, never wear the same pair twice

I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice

I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal

Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life

" Right Now "



I'm runnin' you a bath, I'ma have you wet before I get you in the water

And we ain't movin' fast, ain't gon' make it to the bed, you gon' come before we start up

I'm waitin' down here (Oh-na-na-na-na)

'Cause I know you feel it

Hell yeah, it's going down tonight



Baby, don't you worry I'm about to go and take it down

Kissin' on your body, I'ma fuck around and turn you out

Diamond minx on the floor, makin' love to cherry lights

Can't think of nothin' more than makin' love to you tonight

I'll give it to you now, now, right now

I'll give it to you now, now, right now



Shawty know she bad, lickin' on them lips got me feelin' kinda crazy

Arch your back and while I'm grabbin' on your hips, I know later you gon' thank me

But it's okay, it's alright, we gon' get it all night

Don't be scared, girl, I don't bite (Oh, baby)



Baby, don't you worry I'm about to go and take it down

Kissin' on your body, I'ma fuck around and turn you out

Diamond minx on the floor, makin' love to cherry lights

Can't think of nothin' more than makin' love to you tonight (You, baby)

I'll give it to you now, now, right now

I'll give it to you now, now, right now (Oh, oh, baby)



Diamond minx on the floor, makin' love to cherry lights

Can't think of nothin' more than makin' love to you tonight

I'll give it to you now, now, right now

I'll give it to you now, now, right now

Diamond minx on the floor, makin' love to cherry lights

Can't think of nothin' more than makin' love to you tonight

I'll give it to you now, now, right now

I'll give it to you now, now, right now

" Young Love "



Young love, love, love, oh, a teenage love

Young love, love, uh-huh, yeah, a teenage love

Young love, young love, young love, everything I need, I got in my young love

A teenage love, young love, young love, girl, a teenage love



Tell me what's the definition of love?

It seems like everybody thinks they done figured it out but

Every time they fall up in it, they fall out, in and out it again

Tell me how they gonna know about us

Telling me and you that we ain't even been around long enough

We can prove 'em wrong, show 'em how it's done

I know we can do it



'Cause if it's wilding out, we got that, and forgiving, we got that

If it's talking 'bout how we feeling, we got that

If it's hanging out, keeping it real then we got that

Me and you know what the deal is but



Since we ain't twenty-one (Oh)

They be tryna say it ain't love (A teenage love)

'Cause we can't hit the clubs

They be tryna say we're too young (A teenage love)

I ain't saying that we're tryna be grown

I'm just saying that we're old enough to know

We got that young love, young love

We lucky 'cause we got that young love



It's crazy how all our friends say

That we gone, they still tryna figure us out, babe

'Cause we always together

And we don't gotta front, we ain't gotta pretend, girl

And you know a couple of 'em gon' hate (Yeah)

Talk behind your back (And), smile up in your face

Oh, girl, we can prove 'em wrong and show 'em how it's done

And, girl, I know that we can do it just because



If we're wilding out, we got that, forgiving, we got that

Talking 'bout how we're feeling, we got that

If it's hanging out, keepin' it real, then we got that

Me and you know what the deal is but



Since we ain't twenty-one (Oh, oh)

They be tryna say it ain't love (A teenage love)

'Cause we can't hit the clubs (Can't go up in the clubs)

They be tryna say we're too young (A teenage love)

I ain't saying that we're tryna be grown (Oh, oh)

I'm just saying that we're old enough to know

We got that young love, young love (Yeah, yeah, yeah, that young love)

Yeah (A teenage love, uh-huh)



We can hit a show (Yeah)

Kick it on the block (Yup)

Everywhere we go (Uh-huh)

You know that we got that

Young love, young love, young love (What? A teenage love, uh-huh, yeah)

Just talking on the phone (Uh)

Or laying at the spot (Oh)

No matter what we do (Yup)

You know they can't stop that

Young love, young love, young love

You're my young love, yeah (A teenage love)



Since we ain't twenty-one (I don't care how old we are)

They be tryna say it ain't love (A teenage love, no baby)

'Cause we can't hit the clubs (Oh, oh)

They be tryna say we're too young (Yeah, yeah, a teenage love)

I ain't saying that we're tryna be grown (You ain't too young, and God knows I ain't too young for love)

I'm just saying that we're old enough to know (Ow!)

We got that young love, young love

You're my young love, baby



Young love, young love (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Everything I need I got in my young love, young love (Young love)

Well, it's my young love, young love

Everything I want I got in my young love, young love (Oh, young love)

Young love, young love

Everything I need I got in my young love, young love

Well, it's my young love, young love

Everything I want I got in my young love, young love

Young love, young love

Everything I need I got in my young love, young love (Young love)

Well, it's my young love, young love

Everything I want I got in my young love, young love

" I Don't Like Remix (Drake Diss) "



Dact off that G6, hit the club on that G-shit

Received a belt that's a G bitch and I'm bout to kill Chief Keef's shit

Just killed my nigga Meek's shit

Then I killed my nigga French's shit

Got a French bitch, no French shit but she giving my dick a French kiss

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like

Arm hanging out the window with that black ghost, with them chrome pipes

Tell em niggas this gon' be a long night

Bitches wanna chill we gon' need some more ice

Shout out to John Wall, Man that nigga nice

Club leaning nigga we gon need some more sprite

Real nigga, these Drake fans

Fuck charge, we gon take his stands

Take his fans we gon' shake hands

Put a gap in your mouth, straight head

Hunnit racks of these cargos, push the button these cars go

Six trays of that lago, six spades black cards hoe

I got the homies out in Chicago, with the full clique with that bullshit

Dang nigga that's Rose, with the caps on and MJs

I got a thick bitch with a thin waist, got a condo so we slim steak

Got a Rolex Presidente, got black diamonds Kunta Kinte

Hot porn like turkin' em, hot wheels we swervin' em

Next year we getting Derron Williams gonna do Lebron like Dirk and 'em



A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like

They throwin' bottles I'm throwin' models, just cause I give a bitch long pipe

Doing shows on soccer fields that's dome right?

I be singing he be singing so it's on fight

But hold up I didn't give a nigga no green light

This head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared bruh?

Matter fact, take care bruh you a pussy nigga, pay up

My nigga Tunechi, yeah that nigga nice, shout out to Nicki man that ass tight

Them eyebrows? Man them shits is yikes

OVO, you overdosed screamin' YOLO no I live twice oops hahahaha



A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like



They smile in my face is what I don't like

They steal your whole sound that's a soundbite

The media crucify me like they did Christ

They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike

A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite

But I never hit a woman never in my life

I was in too deep like Mekhi Phifer

In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice

Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice

Eatin' good, vegetarian with the brown rice

Girls kissin' girls, cause it's hot right?

But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes

They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life

We hangin' out that window it's about to be a Suge night

Free Bump J, real nigga for life

Shout-out to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice

Shout out to L-E-P, J Boogie right?

Chief Keef, King Louis, this is Chi, right?



A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like

Don't like, like, don't like, like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like



Fake Gucci, that's that shit I don't like

Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite

This bitch gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe

Screaming Sosa, that's that nigga that I like

I don't want relations, I just want one night

Cause a thirsty bitch, that's the shit that I don't like

I got tats up on my arm, cause this shit is life

And I spend on a bunch of clothes, cause I'm livin' life

I come up on the scene, and I'm stealin' light

Bitch I'm high off life, got me feelin' right

Bitch I'm Chief Keef, fuck who don't like

And bitch we GBE, we just gon' cite



A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like

Don't like, like, don't like, like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like



We are not one and the same, nigga I'm fuckin' insane, fuck is you sayin'?

Yo ass been doin' the same, shit, not doin' what you sayin'

Dang, I told yo old bitch she was fuckin' a lame, turn one ho to a train

Blow, blang, my niggas holdin' that pain, I just hope you been praying

Bang bang, ridin' for my niggas and that's for life

High class I'm just surrounded by these low-lives

And I run this bitch like it's no lights

Goin' hard the whole night cause I ain't goin' back to my old life, I promise



I done sold purple, I done sold white

Running outta work, that's that shit I don't like

She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice

She blowin' up my phone, that's that bitch I don't like

Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut

Put the pressure on 'em just when they think that I eased up

Thirty for the Cuban, 'nother 30 for the Jesus

Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckers



A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like

Don't like, like, don't like, like

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

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