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" Something Real "
My last nigga was a bitch nigga
I need a nigga with bout 6 figures, yeah
Someone who know what to do with it, yeah
Someone who ain't on that goofy shit
I need to know what you gone do
I ain't tryna go through Déjà vu
It's some bullshit that I went through
Hope its not the same with you
Come make me feel a way
Taste till I levitate, yeah
Relieve all the pain
Make me forget those things
Oh, I wanna lay with you
See what this thing could do, yeah
Put me on something new
Put me on 'cause
I want something
Something that I can feel
I want something
That I know is real
I want something
Something that I can feel
Come and put me on the real, real, real
And I know you ain't never have nobody in your life
That'll come through and do you right
Why don't you let me change your life, girl?
I'm tryna put that wrist underwater (See the drip)
Girl I might just give you a daughter
Girl I know, baby that it's real
Let me show you how it feels
I'ma make you feel a way
Taste till you levitate
Let me relieve all your pain
Make you forget those things
Girl I wanna lay with you
And show you what this thing gone do to you
Put you on something new
I'll put you on on on
I want something
Something that I can feel
I want something
That I know is real
I want something
Something that I can feel
Come and put me on the real, real, real
I have yet to see the real
I need something I can feel oh
I have yet to see the real (I won't ever change up)
I want something I can feel
Girl you know how I feel, can feel
Can't you see the real I want it (Yeah)
I want something that I can feel
" Tell Me "
Yeah, yeah
New Smitty
Let me know, uh
If I push this Maybach, baby
Do you wanna go? Uh-huh
And
Big D, we done did it again
If so, ha
We done did it again
Should I roll this thing out
We done did it again
Or let it go? Tell me
Chris Brown, Omarion
To all my ladies and gents in the club spendin' money for rent
Holla at me 'cause we at it again (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Makin' a killin', better tell 'em who you with
Money over bitches, stick to the script (stick to the script)
Drinks that we sip, so they feed us more liters of Crys'
Out the bottle, swallow, never sip (never sip)
And this is good as it gets (come on, come on, come on)
We on some down south playa shit, it's a trip (hahaha)
And I'ma get fresh for all my women (yeah)
AF1's with the strap, white linen (yeah)
Puff in the back with my dollar stacked up to the ceilin'
You will see when they show me on "How I'm Living" (on "How I'm Living")
And I'ma take this time to point out
All my mami's and Gucci and the money (money)
And we can chill on some cool shit, yeah (come on, come on, come on)
More money than we know what to do with, for real (ha)
Tell me, tell me
If you feeling it right
If you still play, if you still play
Put your hands way up in the sky
With someone like me, oh, oh
Let 'em know you's a playa tonight
Tell me, yeah, yeah
If you feeling it right
If you still play
All my ladies put 'em up in the sky
Let 'em know what's the deal
This is for the playa in you
True playa for real
Who you kissin'? Who you wanna be huggin'? (Wanna be huggin')
Made something from nothin' out this life of crime (life of crime)
Money is time, so I spend mine hustlin' rhymes (hustlin' rhymes)
With another foot stuck in the grind (stuck in the grind) (ha ha)
Now lemme ask you this
Have you ever been on private jets with a private chef?
First class eatin' lobster tails
All types of exotic fish, straight shit (ooh)
Don't know your name but excuse me miss
Lemme offer you some wine, pass strike the 9 (just take, just take this)
Light a cigar, fill my cup with the best liquor (yeah, yeah)
Real life is what we are
I ain't ashamed of this, it's all fame (not ashamed of this)
The money just came with this, true game (true game)
I spit to the lamest chick
See my clique so big (why don't you tell me? Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me, tell me, baby
If you feeling it right
If you still play, yeah
Put your hands way up in the sky
With someone like me
Let 'em know you's a playa tonight
Tell me, tell me, yeah
If you feeling it right
If you still play
All my ladies put 'em up in the sky
Let 'em know what's the deal
Oh, I said, this is for the playa in you
True playa for real
Come with me, come with me, baby
To the after party, oh, that's where you need to be, you need to be
Ecstasy, ecstasy, oh
We gon' get it started if you come with me, don't you just wanna come with me?
And all my dogs with me (with me)
In the penthouse, rent out the F50 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lovin' this life, keep that wrist all glitter with ice
Show 'em what bein' out the hood is like (ooh, yeah)
And we done done it again
Hit the top of the charts, such a lonely star (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I ain't got this play (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me why these niggas hatin' my game, go figure
Tell me
If you feeling it right
If you still play
Put your hands way up in the sky
With someone like me, oh
Let 'em know you's a playa tonight
Tell me, tell me, baby, tell me, tell me
If you feeling it right
If you still play
All my ladies put 'em up in the sky
Let 'em know what's the deal
Oh, I said, this is for the playa in you
True playa for real
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me? Yeah
" Bunkin' "
Where my real bitches at?
One hunnid
Keep that shit one hunnid
One hunnid
Yeah, my bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
I don't know if you know how it feel to ride down Sunset watchin' the sunset (Damn, bitch)
California, Los Angeles, nigga (That ain't your problem though)
What's happenin' though? Look
My bitch grind (My bitch grind)
My boo now know I'm thuggin', from the slums (I'm from the slums)
She know I'm in the streets, she hold my guns (She hold my uh)
Ain't seen my P.O. in weeks, fuckin' months (Fuckin' months)
Told her hold my spot, I'm on the run (Skrrt)
I got my motherfuckin' Js on, finna hit Arkansas
Get these Oxy's off
Come back to L.A., fight my case
Where I'm from it's bang or ball
Fuckin' bitches like yo' misses
Flip 'em like a case of rum (Yeah)
Back to to business, flippin' digits (Yeah, yeah)
Splittin' switches with my niggas (Yeah, yeah)
Came from nothin', from nothin' to somethin' (Yeah, yeah)
Know my struggle, my momma know I'm thuggin' (Uh, uh)
Comin' out the county jail, smell like bubbly
Yo' momma love it
Got your main bitch on my side on time, nigga
My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
Hey hey, now don't it feel great
When you ride through the hood where you known as Bill Gates? (I'm known as Bill Gates)
Yeah, with a super bad bitch in a drop Lamborghini
Make a homegirl hate
Just a trap nigga known to have a quarter-mill a day
Nigga, proof that sellin' drugs on the corner still pay
I make a hundred Gs, spend 40 on ki's
Put the rest away just in case I caught a real case (What?)
Yeah, and I ain't gon' stop
Teachin' you the shit that you ain't know 'bout
On my side when I rhyme, think it ain't no Glock
Stop cuffin' that bitch like she ain't no thot
Hey, racks on that ass, think it ain't gon' drop?
Even if not, but the brain on fire (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Nigga, 14 years I remain on fire
Men do, women too but the game don't lie
Hey, still up to the same old shit (Yep)
Bang on a pussy, nigga, they ain't no shit
Stop playin' with it pussy you know you don't want this
Shut the fuck down or your ass gon' get it, uh
In public, it's nothin'
I'm right back in my bunkin'
Ain't what you do, it's how you does it
And we does it, cousin
My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
Ah, make me harder, miss your daughter
She just wanna lay and party
Be my naughty girl in college
Fuck you all the time, I'm tired
Wake up on it, it's that
Early mornin', tap that wet wet (Woo)
You know a nigga love breakfast, I'ma bite that (Ha)
Got money in the mattress where I hide it at (Yeah)
She countin' all of that (Yeah), fuck all of them niggas
They don't know what to do with all that
As a matter fact, get on my lap
(Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw)
Put you on the map take you out the trap
From a condo to a larger state
Got double gates
If I catch a case would you wait on me and build me up again?
If so
Yeah, my niggas thuggin' (Woo, yeah)
Poppin' rubber bands, money in my hands (Ha)
Double cup it with the Sprite, mix it with Xans (Yeah!)
We some zombies here tonight
Slow motion, your bitch choosin'
She say, "Don't they call you Breezy?" I told that bitch, "I'm coolin" (I'm coolin'!)
With a hunnid million dollars, got a hunnid on my chain
She got a million dollar body with a hunnid dollar brain (Yeah!)
Girl, your booty like a pumpkin (Like a pumpkin)
And my bitch, she be bunkin' (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (Ooh-ooh, how I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that, all that, all that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
" Remember Me "
Girl, you know we got the time
Got that pussy on my mind, later on, what are we doing?
I know you're ready, show that ass
Girl, you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it
Girl, I wanna kiss it
While you kissing your girlfriends
I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory
Yeah, bet I make that pussy remember me (Ha, look)
I be bangin' all on that beat
808, she got the bass when her booty shake
She got her friends with her and they a sight to see
A-A-All that ass, don't let it go to waste
All this Hennessy, this liquor, 'bout to penetrate
While I'm pushin' Lamborghinis on the interstate
I long-dick her, I'ma go for hours
You minute-made like lemonade
I'm fresh as fuck in these Margielas
I skate past, a nigga better than veterans
Bipolar cold, give me the medicine
My chain too bright, no Thomas Edison
When I pull it out, bitch nervous
Better ride this wave, bitch, surf it
Girl, you better keep them legs open
Only thing you close is these curtains
And she only got time for a nigga if I take her out to eat
A nigga really gotta motivate
Man, that's too much work for the pussy
I don't work for the pussy, nigga really don't communicate
Ha, I'd rather lick it like a dinner plate
I'd rather keep my money in a safe
Ha, bitch, I ain't got time to play
I need it now, not a minute late, ha
Girl, you know we got the time
Got that pussy on my mind, later on, what are we doing?
I know you're ready, show that ass
Girl, you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it (Oh, babe)
Girl, I wanna kiss it (Yeah, yeah)
While you kissing your girlfriends
I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory
Yeah, bet I make that pussy remember me
Bow your head to a king, nigga
Dreams house, my dreams bigger
Got a deck of cards if my heart switch up
Ace of Spades, her eyes lit up
Diamonds glitter in my car, thriller
She pray for me, that's God willin'
I'm hard to break, my bars prison
Her new name, Ass-Zilla
She love a nigga and that pussy tight
Come through, fuck you all night
Some foreplay, that's all right
But she'd rather do number 69
High notes, it's prime time
On a couch, hit it from behind
Hit you with that large stroke
Now she fiendin' for that good dope, yeah
Ha, that's my bae, she cook and clean, I got it made
Handcuff like she a slave
Touch ya, let your tongue taste
So high, no ceilin' space
Numb to it, can't feel her face
Yeah, she numb to it, can't feel her face
Girl, you know we (Yeah)
Girl, you know we got the time
Got that pussy on my mind, later on, what are we doing? (I know)
I know you're ready, show that ass
Girl, you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it
Girl, I wanna kiss it (I wanna kiss it right there)
While you kissing your girlfriends (Oh-whoa)
I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (I bet I—)
Yeah, bet I make that pussy remember me
Blowin' up the line on my cellular
She wanna lock a nigga down on the regular
Talkin' crazy to me like she own the dick
But I don't trust her as far as I can throw the bitch, ha
Momma told me to find a keeper
But I switch like designer sneakers
A girl with the finest features
Every nigga wanna talk to her but I got her first, finders keepers
Violins in the back is my theme music
Her ass on my mind, I dream booty
Any nigga tryna fuck my bitch
Then it's off with his head, how kings do it
My rings ruby
Red bandanna, I stay woopin'
Got too many cribs, I stay movin'
Three Lambos, I stay coupin'
Ha, but you don't hear me though
Virginia to the Westside
Car foreign, the girl sit on the left side
Smokin' weed on the plane, that's the best high
She gotta sign the waiver 'fore I let her fly
Helipad on the boat
Chillin' in the South of France, Saint-Tropez, Nice, Monaco
But nothin' compare to what's in my pants
Girl, stop playin'
Oh-oh, babe
Girl, you know we got the time (We go the time, so later on, what are we doing?)
Got that pussy on my mind, later on, what are we doing? (Oh-oh)
I know you're ready, show that ass (Getting horny, babe)
Girl, you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it
Girl, I wanna kiss it (I wanna lick, lick, lick right there, right there)
While you kissing your girlfriends (Baby)
I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (Whole lot)
Yeah, bet I make that pussy remember me
" How We Roll "
He say that I blow his mind every time I'm activated
You just tryna catch a vibe, CiCi got you fascinated (Breezy)
Jump up in a brand new ride, BM-dub, we ridin' baby (Yeah)
I ain't gon' tell you lies
That's just how we roll (You know what it is, what it is)
How we roll (You know what it is, what it is)
That's just how we roll (You know what it is, what it is)
How we roll (Hey, baby, you know what it is, what it is)
Yeah, top off, summer in the wind
You look at me like that again, we make another kid
You're my heart, I'm your rib
If I ever had to for you, I would do a bid
And I can tell that you're ready
Three, two, one, it's goin' down like confetti
Pour the ten to one shots again
If we film it on our phone, promise that we're gonna trend
Ooh, don't kill the vibe, you know what I like, daddy
Ooh, it's on tonight, I'm talkin' on sight
That's just how we roll (You know what it is, what it is)
How we roll (You know what it is, like that, that, that)
That's just how we roll (Ooh, yeah, you know what it is, what it is, yeah)
How we roll (You know what it is, like that, that, that, Breezy)
It's been a minute (Yeah) since I been in it (Yeah)
Swimmin' in it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You should be livin' in it (Yeah)
Keep your hands all over me, and never
Never worry (Yeah), keep you comin' (Yeah)
That's how you love it (Oh, baby)
Who cares if we in public (No)
When it comes to you, I'm with whatever
And no, I (I), I won't kill your vibe (No)
I know what you like (On your mark, get, set)
Get ready
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's on tonight, I'm talkin' on sight (Alright)
That's just how we roll (You know what it is, how it is, yeah, what it is, that's how we)
How we roll (Roll, you know what it is, just like that, that, that)
That's just how we roll (Roll, yeah, you know what it is, what it is, like that, that, that, that's how we)
How we roll (You know what it is, yeah, baby like that, that, that)
Baby do that to me like that (That's how we roll, like that)
Know I like it when you do it like that (Like that)
Baby, yeah that's how we rolling like that (That's just how we roll)
Baby, yeah, thats how we do it like that, that, that
Oh, baby do that to me like that (That's how we roll)
Know I like it when you do it like that
Baby, yeah that's how we moving like that (That's just how we roll)
Yeah, I love it how he do it like that, that, that
Do that to me like that (That's how we roll)
Know I like it when you do it like that (Do it to me)
Baby, yeah that's how we rolling like that (That's just how we roll)
Baby, yeah that's how we rolling like that, that, that (Lick it)
Do that do me like that (Trippin', let me kiss it)
Know I like it when you do it like that (eat that pussy in the kitchen)
Baby, yeah that's how we rolling like that (Baby, get it)
Yeah I love it how he do it like that, that, that (You gon' be gone for a minute)
That, that, that, that