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Real Boston Richey
Real Boston Richey
Performer
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Jalen Taheen Foster
Jalen Taheen Foster
Songwriter

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Uh-uh Ayy, don't turn me down, folks, turn me up Everybody know we gettin' skrilla Everybody know us where we from, this shit get realer If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I dick her? She don't know if she wanna fuck on me or go and fuck my niggas But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her How the fuck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them niggas I'll never cap, I only hang around them drug dealers Big old blick'll makе him freeze up, his ass an opp-sicle Heard you braggin' 'bout thеse bitches, same day, my bands hit her Tried to tell her that her that ass strong, 'bout to fold her up, no caterpillar Tried to tell the same niggas I was dissin' to be bigger I ain't lyin', I was slidin', stolo gang, me and Tigger Out the projects, now I'm lit, know my necklace cost six figures I don't think a nigga packed more hoes than Juice up in the Sprinter You don't think we havin' motion? You don't think we gettin' money? You don't hear 'bout niggas dyin'? You don't think my niggas done it? I think I done knocked more hoes off the map than Ted Bundy R.I.P., but I can't let 'em do me like they did Lil Lonnie Play a creep if I ever catch my niggas movin' funny Play with B, my niggas comin', they ain't playin' 'bout the youngin Put it down, she know I'm pressure, tryna stop this bitch from runnin' Shoot on shit like I'm Big Worm, I ain't playin' 'bout my money Everybody know we gettin' skrilla Everybody know us where we from, this shit get realer If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I dick her? She don't know if she wanna fuck on me or go and fuck my niggas But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her How the fuck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them niggas Put it down, then get in action Titties down, you gotta flash me Pops taught me how to drop, Buffalo when I was ransom Ho, you know I'm youngest in charge, bitch, you ain't gotta ask me Slidin' with a bitch with a gap way bigger than Michael Blackson Put that strap on a nigga, do his ass just like his daddy Ho be sayin' that I'm too serious, bitch, I don't do no laughin' I ain't with the back and forth, tell that nigga go pick his casket Tell that nigga he never touched a hundred and fuck him, he ain't havin' Tell that nigga I'm tryna fuck on his lil' bitch, do her nasty Gotta know I'm way too lit to fuck a bitch without a plastic Mama told me, "Never put all of your eggs in one basket" Gotta have a fallback game, gotta know this shit get drastic Everybody know we gettin' skrilla Everybody know us where we from, this shit get realer If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I dick her? She don't know if she wanna fuck on me or go and fuck my niggas But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her How the fuck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them niggas
Writer(s): Martin Pueschel, Jalen T Foster, Tonna Emmanuel-ekwebgalu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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