"Real Or Fake" lyrics
"Real Or Fake"
Kill a flow cuckomani, last king and on the daily
Call a mother fucker, buy they government, but call me crazy!
Yeah I'm on that fucking juice
Have a sip I'll fuck you later
Money on my table, pick it up, I'll call it tip the waiter
Yeah, I'm the first to last, alpha, omega
I ain't trying to talk, bitch I'm concentrating!
I'm the dopest nigga, word to Ronald Reagan
She don't play no games, she blow me like a Sega
Hundred thousand on my tax
Twenty thousand on my tats
No lie, I've got twelve hundred snapbacks
Go yard everywhere, bitch I'm balling
Young money running shit, you niggas just jogging
Shout out Drizzy I'm posted in Toronto
Ice so bright, diamonds on vitiligo
Uh, wine bottles. Uh barely drunk
Shades on nigga don't be trying to say "What's up?"
'Cause you're real or fake, real or fake
Real or fake, real or fake!
Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake
Real or fake, real or fake!
Real or fake, real or fake!
Real or fake, real or fake!
Yeah, real or fake!
Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake
Yeah, real or fake, bitch!
Hotter then the summer coupe
South beach fountain blue
Cherry pie leather seats rubies on tomato soup
German shepherd in my engine, barking at you scary bitches
Best defense, nigga Monte Kiffin
Had a couple tickets, I was young into wrestling
Choke slam a nigga, big show pick 'em
I'm on my Ps and Qs
I don't ask questions, I figure shit out
Multiplying decimals
Son of Heckling in my denim, lick the bullet like a lizard
Couldn't see me with a sigma, definitely ill autism
Hard alliance but it's Tyga hotter than a fucking iron
Put that bitch on "Silent" 'cause she talking like she tiring
Too much. Uh niggas say their baby mammas love me
Crazy, I was on a tour with Diddy counting that Ciroc money
But it's young money, YM hoe
T Raw go, nigga they know!
Real or fake, real or fake!
Real or fake, real or fake
Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake
Real or fake, real or fake, bitch!
Real or fake, real or fake, bitch!
Real or fake, real or fake, bitch!
Yeah, real or fake!
Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake
Yeah, real or fake, bitch!
I ain't got no time hoe!
I ain't got no time hoe!
I ain't got no time hoe!
Stop blowing up my cellphone
I ain't got no time hoe!
I ain't got no time hoe!
I ain't got no time hoe!
Stop blowing up my cellphone
Thanks to Stephon for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to Dakota, cameron watkins, DaQuan, Pete, jamahl else for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): 0, Earl T. Stevens, Wayne Hardnett Jr.
- AZLyrics
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- Tyga Lyrics
mixtape:
"Black Thoughts Vol. 2" (2011)
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