Real One

(альбом: Fan Of A Fan: The Album - 2015)

[Intro:]
Yeah
Give a fuck about ya nigga, baby
That nigga weak

[Verse 1 Tyga:]
Aye baby, you baby
That's 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 ain't 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

[Pre-Hook Chris Brown:]
I got 'em all hooked like drugs
And all them trying to fuck with a young nigga
Pulled up to the club like what
Straight to V.I.P
Double cupping I stay too turned up
Cause we popping bottles in here
Baby I'm just trying to party, yeah
Cause I'm the man of the year

[Hook Chris Brown:]
I'm trying to get a little buzz
Party popping and a nigga spending money
Hope I get fucked up
I see your girl looking over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I don't, I don't really care if, if you gotta man
You over there staring, 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

[Verse 2 Chris Brown:]
Girl I know you wanna jump up on it right there, right there
Cause everybody in the club getting faded
A hundred thousand dollar tab, I'mma pay it
Girl the party's jumping, DJ's bumping my shit, oh yeah
Got everybody in the club looking at us
I'm at the top I just climbed up the ladder, real shit
Girl you giving me the screw face
I know them bitches hating you, yeah they two-faced
I know he told you not to drink but what do you say?
I know he trying 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?
I'm with this shit and you love it
Go on and twerk some for me

[Hook]

[Verse 3 Boosie Badazz:]
Turn, turn, turn, turn up
Stop stunting that nigga
We straight I got more money than that nigga
She ain't loyal cause he ain't 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 ain't 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 staring, next me girl
Them hotties is flocking it's three in the morning
Them bodies is popping she's feeling the moment
She gotta man, I ain't worried about that
Got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta respect

[Outro Chris Brown:]
And I don't, I don't really care if, if you gotta man
You over there staring, 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