"REAL LOVE — VICTORIA GOTTI" lyrics

[YTB Fatt:]
Uh, uh, uh
Uh (Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
Tss, hmm

Say you tired of me, dog, you had bought a leash to keep the comfort
I told you loving me come with a price, I kept it honest, huh
I saw your boyfriend at Onyx, uh
He did his thing by makin' it rain, but I made it rain in twenties
You in a better mood when you naked
When you in a better mood, you can take it
You a sexy soul, bitch, I love your fragrance
She a pretty brown skin named Kayda
I make sure she don't forget the night before
I make sure you enjoy the night before
And we had good sex the night before
Man, we made a baby the night before

[YFN Lucci:]
Huh, fuckin' on you and your girlfriend
Fuckin' on you more important
Than any other of them hoes
You know I'll give your ass the world, twin
These Chanel pearls, twin
Ain't nothin' like your other man
Who put you in new Cullinan?
Who put you in that other Benz?
Fuckin' you in the day time
Girl, you know you stay fine
When we fuck, I ask you who it is
You gon' say mine
Telling me you love me, but I know that it's a thin line
Tell me you ain't fuckin', but I know that that's a damn lie
Ayy, I put ice on my bitch
She put ice in her mouth when she suckin' my dick
I'm tryna cuff that lil' shit, huh
Redbone, hair long, plus, she super thick, huh
Dog, look like Nia Long, I'm puttin' her on my list, huh
I scratched off the list, huh
Nigga say he don't like me, then I probably fucked his bitch, huh
Bitch say she don't like me 'cause I ain't fucked her ever since, huh
Ayy, I'm a dog, you don't see all this dog shit? For real

[YTB Fatt:]
I bought a thirty-six for your wrist
I bought a bracelet for your wrist
I'd get on one knee and bend your hand and wrist
If I ain't got a concert, I work my wrist

[YFN Lucci:]
Huh, I'd do anything for you, my life, I'll risk, girl
Knowin' I'm feelin' you like I'm a cop, I'm tryna frisk ya
Huh, anything to keep you in the mix, yeah
I'll never crop you out the picture, huh-huh, yeah

[YTB Fatt:]
The only time I'll crop you out the pic', if you in the mix
I can't lie, this ho the bomb for sure, but she ain't shit
The jet land in the A, you ain't mine, but you my lil' shit
And we snuck around before we settled down, we both ain't shit
When you don't pick the phone up, I flash quick (I was sleep)
Girl, stop lyin' to me 'fore I hit you in your shit (I'm for real)
I don't feel you need to know where I live
You don't, 'fore I love again, I'll pop another seal
For her, I'm cashin' out on porcelain veneers (Pearly whites)
And I finally realized her love real

I know you're trying, but I
I need much more from you
From you