in your house, and get to popping at your shower cap My homies got them 'firebirds' like Pontiac And if them bitches don't sell, we'll buy them back [
(Chorus) i got a college bitch, stripper ho hit the club monday night just to tip ya ho i got a corporate bitch, she my corporate broad buy me all type
Yeah count it up You already know the deal You niggas know what I dealt, let just be for real and while you at it young you just keep your artist still
just ROLLIN FABOLOUS It's on ya'll im on call that check come we gone ball, that wiz work like john wald, yall hate that shit dont yall. Real niggas
do this shit im my sleep i aint trying at all bitch you know i been here before i aint lying at all had to get back up on my feet, had to grind it up
Only for you do I care Love is not real Love is a hoax It's just a dream I've had so many nights alone Love is not here Love is somewhere else It's
so I trap hard and that made me a trap god Bow down and ??? Bruce Leroy sell 10 mil tomorrow i'm still a D-boy The Real Is Back
Hundred ballers in a club one time, ain't shit to me So tonight everything's on me, this is victory Still trapper of the year, where the fuck my trophy at? Ever was a real
so I trap hard and that made me a trap god Bow down and [?] Bruce Leroy sell 10 mil tomorrow I'm still a D-boy The Real Is Back
and so I trap hard and that made me a trap god Bow down and [?] Bruce Leroy sell 10 mil tomorrow I'm still a D-boy The Real Is Back
't rainin' Come back when your skies are blue (In a year or two) Come back when it ain't rainin' on you It ain't rainin' on you (Come back) (Baby, come back
might have the makings of a real good thing Just a touch of you, little bit of me Might be the recipe for a real good thing A good thing yeah, real good
is that a good thing? Cause girl I can't be your man, no ma'am I know whats on your brain You're probably hoping never would end Like is it the real thing Or is
late for him to make it out the hood legally Ridin around doing my thing Is it too late to be tryin to live dreams Turn them up real Reality is just a technicality And so is
with the thing on his eye, oh Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the eff I is I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up, back coupes up,
I can play the healer Shit is only gettin' realer, baby haven't you heard That the bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word It go one for the trebble
don't ever look back Don't ever look back My heart stops When you look at me Just one touch Now baby I believe This is real So take a chance And don'