Real b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Chinx]
Yay!
Coke Boy
n*gga need a real b*tch

[Chorus: Chinx & Remo the Hitmaker]
She got a million dollar house n*gga
Sittin' on a boat, n*gga that's a real b*tch
That's a real B, oOo, n*gga that's a real b*tch (Yay!)
She ride for a n*gga, lay it down for a n*gga
She'll die for a n*gga
n*gga that's a real b*tch
That's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
n*gga that's a real b*tch

[Bridge: Chinx & Remo the Hitmaker]
n*gga that's a real b*tch, that's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch
Whoa n*gga that's a real b*tch, that's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch (x2)
That's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch, n*gga that's a real b*tch (x4)
[Verse 1: Chinx]
Broke b*tch, tell ya story walkin'
Kid ain't mine ask Maury Povich
Spittin' game I'm a sharpshooter
n*ggas running through the fire, I just walk through it
Cuz it really ain't a thang n*gga
Came up but I'm still the same n*gga
She want a dope boy, she don't want a lame n*gga
Drop it down to the floor, pick it up, b*tch hold it!
Trick I spin off in that Lotus
b*tch I'm the sh*t you ain't notice?
b*tch don't keep it 100, tell her gon' wit it
Coke Boys, middle fingers to the law wit it

[Chorus: Chinx & Remo the Hitmaker]
She got a million dollar house n*gga
Sittin' on a boat, n*gga that's a real b*tch
That's a real B, oOo, n*gga that's a real b*tch (Yay!)
She ride for a n*gga, lay it down for a n*gga
She'll die for a n*gga
n*gga that's a real b*tch
That's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
n*gga that's a real b*tch

[Bridge: Chinx & Remo the Hitmaker]
n*gga that's a real b*tch, that's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch
Whoa n*gga that's a real b*tch, that's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch (x2)
That's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch, n*gga that's a real b*tch (x4)
[Verse 2: Chinx]
Uh!
She drop 10 on a new Chanel bag
Caught her at the W, yeah I nailt dat
New Benz lookin' like a shark outta water
Californiacatin' blowin' California
Face down, ass up wit it
Have a kid wit a n*gga, stuck wit it
She don't need yours got her grip
Boss b*tch gon' hit her own licks
She get that bread, she don't trip bout no bank
Courtside seats, me and shorty in the paint
Besides every real n*gga is a real b*tch
Swear to God lil mama on some trill sh*t

[Chorus: Chinx & Remo the Hitmaker]
She got a million dollar house n*gga
Sittin' on a boat, n*gga that's a real b*tch
That's a real B, oOo, n*gga that's a real b*tch (Yay!)
She ride for a n*gga, lay it down for a n*gga
She'll die for a n*gga
n*gga that's a real b*tch
That's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
n*gga that's a real b*tch
[Outro: Chinx & Remo the Hitmaker]
n*gga that's a real b*tch, that's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch
Whoa n*gga that's a real b*tch, that's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch (x2)
That's a real b*tch
(n*gga that's a real b*tch)
OOo that's a real b*tch, n*gga that's a real b*tch (x4)
n*gga that's a real b*tch