- Chris Brown Real One 歌詞
- Chris Brown
- 'Real One'(feat. Boosie Badazz&Tyga)
Yeah Give a fuck about ya nigga, baby
That nigga weak
Aye baby, you baby
Thats some good pussy we can make a new baby
Fuck you in the Maybach, fuck a room baby
I use my tongue, use your mouth, watch your tooth baby
Dick aint proper got a lot of bodies
And the house game Hilton, got a lot of lobbies
Bitches overnight it, what you know bout it?
T-Raww whip out, tap out
I got em all hooked like drugs
And all them tryin to fuck with a young nigga
Pulled up to the club like what
Straight to V.I.P
Double cuppin I stay too turned up
Cause we poppin bottles in here
Baby Im just tryin to party, yeah
Cause Im the man of the year
Im tryin to get a little buzz
Party poppin and a nigga spendin money
Hope I get fucked up
I see your girl lookin over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she aint happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that Im gon get her
And I dont, I dont really care if , if you gotta man
You over there starin, at me, at me, yeah
Guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one
Girl I know you wanna jump up
on it right there, right there
Cause everybody in the club gettin faded
A hundred thousand dollar tab , Imma pay it
Girl the partys jumpin, DJs bumpin my shit, ohyeah
Got everybody in the club lookin at us
Im at the top I just climbed up the ladder, real shit
Girl you givin me the screw face
I know them bitches hatin you, yeah they two-faced
I know he told you not to drink but what do you say?
I know he tryin to lock you down like me and Boosie
Fuck that nigga, my middle finger up
Fuck a rap nigga, you just want a singer, huh?
Im with this shit and you love it
Go on and twerk some for me
Im tryin to get a little buzz
Party poppin and a nigga spendin money
Hope I get fucked up
I see your girl lookin over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she aint happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that Im gon get her
And I dont, I dont really care if, if you gotta man
You over there starin, at me, at me, yeah
Guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one
Turn, turn, turn, turn up
Stop stuntin that nigga
We straight I got more money than that nigga
She aint loyal cause he aint me
Go to jail she gon need me like [?]
She want a real one, oh she want some
Look at all this money over here, she want some
She aint thirsty
But when you that bad every chick need bags and purses
Scorpio says girl my tongue on her
me all day we just press record
Ten million in two months, God bless me girl
You over there starin, nextme girl
Them hotties is flockin its three in the mornin
Them bodies is poppin shes feelin the moment
She gotta man, I aint worried about that
Got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta respect
And I dont, I dont really care if, if you gotta man
You over there starin, at me, at me, yeah
Guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one
baby I dont really care if, if you gotta man
You over there starin, at me , at me, yeah
Guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl I bet you want a real one,
You want a real one,
You want a real one
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