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Real Life Lyrics - Artist : BeatKing
I swang a bitch with the paper tag
I copped the Wraith just to make em mad I fuck a hoe look like Stacy Dash I fuck these bitches in real life All my hoes do a lot of blow I make a hoe kiss another hoe Club God I get a lot of dough I get this paper in real life It's fuck a hater in real life I drive these cars in real life I fuck these broads in real life Texas Hammers the squad in real life Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up Bad bitch with me when I roll up I get this paper in real life It's fuck these haters in real life Zilla Zilla I'm the truth Pull up in the coup with a swoop I got that 'Lac with no roof I got that Ac in my juice You tryna jack then I shoot Kill a nigga then I'm back in the booth Your baby mom on my dick I hit her from the back and then take off my swoopes I got bitches, I got paper Put the 'Lac on them swangers You kiss hoes, that's amazing She suck dick, I can't save her That's the code, bitch I'm throwed Wrist is froze, pimpin' hoes Tippin' fours, trunk exposed With the neon lights before it close BeatKing swingin' something mean I got bread like [?] If your bitch on my dick on my Instagram pic tell her come clean Cause you know Club got the [?] She call me daddy, no foster I stay pissin' off these haters Six years in, I ain't exhausted I swang a bitch with the paper tag I copped the Wraith just to make em mad I fuck a hoe look like Stacy Dash I fuck these bitches in real life All my hoes do a lot of blow I make a hoe kiss another hoe Club God I get a lot of dough I get this paper in real life It's fuck a hater in real life I drive these cars in real life I fuck these broads in real life Texas Hammers the squad in real life Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up Bad bitch with me when I roll up I get this paper in real life It's fuck these haters in real life Bitch I've been stackin' this cake I got the racks in my safe Your hoe on my dick? Nigga, oh well She threw it back at my hotel Passed her to my partners cause I'm generous The shit you rap about I'm livin' it That's why your baby momma feelin' it Ain't no other nigga trill as this I got percs, I got xans I got mollies, whatchu need? Mixed the shit with the lean Now this bitch on her knees I didn't do it, it was the drugs All these strippers showin' me love Club Godzilla, ain't no other nigga trilla Pull up in a mothafuckin' three wheeler Sittin' on the floor with a hoe I run Texas, you ain't know Not for play, nigga real life I had a threesome with your real wife Like Bun B I live a trill life If it ain't foreign it don't feel right They done discontinued Ac Cause out of town niggas can't pop a seal right I swang a bitch with the paper tag I copped the Wraith just to make em mad I fuck a hoe look like Stacy Dash I fuck these bitches in real life All my hoes do a lot of blow I make a hoe kiss another hoe Club God I get a lot of dough I get this paper in real life It's fuck a hater in real life I drive these cars in real life I fuck these broads in real life Texas Hammers the squad in real life Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up Bad bitch with me when I roll up I get this paper in real life It's fuck these haters in real life |
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