Real n*gga’s Only lyrics

by

Zuse


[Chorus: Doe B]
Now where my bad b*tches to help?
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
n*ggas do it for the real n*ggas only
Can you do it for the real n*ggas only
Cause you’re a bad mama jama
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
b*tch you do it for the real n*ggas only
You gotta do it for the real n*ggas only

[Verse 1: Doe B]
Real n*ggas in the building
You know how it goes
Money falling from the ceiling
b*tches on the pole
Eenie meenie miney moe
How a ho gon' tell you no
Cause if you a real n*gga then you can f*ck what you want
Thirty plus on the dough
Sinning like a ball player
Diamonds around my arm
And you know they’re all real
Making storm, call here
Bad b*tches love me
n*gga, she say f*ck you
But she wanna f*ck me
And this sh*t must-see
You know I made a movie
She ain’t wanna turn up
The molly made her do it
In V.I.P. cuttin' up
Under the influence
I’m so sorry that’s your girl
Real n*ggas run the world
[Chorus: Doe B]
Now where my bad b*tches to help?
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
n*ggas do it for the real n*ggas only
Can you do it for the real n*ggas only
Cause you’re a bad mama jama
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
b*tch you do it for the real n*ggas only
You gotta do it for the real n*ggas only

[Verse 2: T.I. ]
Looking see you drop that down then lift it up
Puss lip telling me peek-a-boo
You do it right, might get fifty plus
Ya I paint just like one of my feature do
You got a n*gga thinking about keeping you
But I do that ass, I’m leaving you
sh*t, thoughts can’t be unreasonable
I change hoes like clothes, they seasonal
Only need to pull two to three girls. Some convo, and some reefer
She don’t suck di*k, you keep her
She eating pus*y, we need her
Who drinking? Not me sir
If you can’t see, I got it
G3 her, that’s fly sh*t
She leave you, she on my di*k
Hold up, stop that drop that pad and drop ten grams around where you standing
And my that ass so soft, sh*t throw me out
I can’t understand it
I’m a real n*gga, fall in line
I know how to handle you
Can you do it for me like you do it for the camera boo?
[Chorus: Doe B]
Now where my bad b*tches to help?
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
n*ggas do it for the real n*ggas only
Can you do it for the real n*ggas only
Cause you’re a bad mama jama
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
b*tch you do it for the real n*ggas only
You gotta do it for the real n*ggas only

[Verse 3: B.O.B.]
Yeah, she a major bet
Pop that pus*y like I take a set
Your momma made it in nine months
But I’m going to kill it in a day or less
I ain’t got no time to waste
I break it down, I don’t break a sweat, your lady next
I hit the road for about eighty days
Hmm, what’s that eighty checks?
They ain’t got no flavour
No Genre, that’s my label
Rather have a bad b*tch with no makeup
Than a bad b*tch with no paper
I wrap it up
If she ratchet, I strap it up
Like a loaded dock
b*tch back it up
b*tch so good, she dap me up
That bull that’s so stupid
But their face ain’t the cutest
I don’t call her no stripper
She a professional nudist
I can tell if it’s real
I can tell if it’s fake
But you don’t know how to shake that ass?
That’s you biggest mistake
Bam!
[Chorus: Doe B]
Now where my bad b*tches to help?
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
n*ggas do it for the real n*ggas only
Can you do it for the real n*ggas only
Cause you’re a bad mama jama
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
b*tch you do it for the real n*ggas only
You gotta do it for the real n*ggas only
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