Ima Tell You Whuts Real
What's happenin'?
Ay, check this out, I'ma tell you what's real, man
You know what I mean?
I don't need your baby daddy callin' my phone and shit
After the club, that's old
Put my name in your phone number
I mean, my phone number in your name
You know what I mean
I'm a walkin' bankroll, niggas hatin' on the low
Talkin' 'bout me, see these bitches
What you sayin' that for? (Silver in my glass)
Nigga, get off, what you mad at?
I hurricane Katrina on them bitches, they can have that
Five hundred shots of Patrón, tell 'em, "Grab that"
Got that dope dick for them hoes, they ain't had that
I'm a goon, they don't ever put me on the guest list
Tell me if we fuckin', bitch, 'cause I don't do the texts
I can do the Charger and I can do the Lexus
We can do the waffle house, bitch, and do the breakfast
Shorty, I ball, like everyday Christmas
Fours on everything, fuck some dig ditches
I'ma tell you what's real
Shorty, put that thing on me, lemme see how that feel
You know the kid don't dance, I'm a millionaire G
Ten-five for a beat, shorty, drinks on me, me
She know the kid don't dance
I'm fresh out the joint, I got to saggin' my pants
I'm rollin', I'ma tell you what's real
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I work a gold grill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I turn a wood wheel (silver in my glass)
I'm from the land of the trill
Shorty, put that thang on me, lemme see how that feel
If you niggas really wanna fuck with the business
Tell a nigga 'bout it, stop talkin' to these bitches
When all you niggas see me on them 24 inches
Blowin' through this motherfucker suckin' on citrus
I'm 'bout to spend some money on these hoes, it's all gravy
When I hit the dance floor, them bitches went brazy
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill
How you make your ass move and your waist stay still?
I'm D-boy fresh, I do my body like this
All I could envision is me and this bitch
In the back of that shit, in the floor of that Volvo
And the room service in the mornin' at the mo-mo (silver in my glass)
I'ma tell you what's real
Shorty, put that thing on me, lemme see how that feel
You know the kid don't dance, I'm a millionaire G
Ten-five for a beat, shorty, drinks on me, me
She know the kid don't dance
I'm fresh out the joint, I got to saggin' my pants
I'm rollin', I'ma tell you what's real
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I work a gold grill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I turn a wood wheel (silver in my glass)
I'm from the land of the trill
Shorty, put that thang on me, lemme see how that feel
I smoke on pussy, see them chrome Antear
Shorty jump in the coupe and let me smear your mascara
My heart pump liquor, I'm goin' out the fun way
Seven days a week, shorty, even on Sunday
I smoke on pussy, see them chrome Antear
Shorty jump in the coupe and let me smear your mascara
My heart pump liquor, I'm goin' out the fun way
Seven days a week, shorty, even on Sunday
She know the kid don't dance
I'm fresh out the joint, I got to saggin' my pants
I'm rollin', I'ma tell you what's real
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I work a gold grill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I turn a wood wheel (silver in my glass)
I'm from the land of the trill
Shorty, put that thang on me, lemme see how that feel
Ay, check this out, I'ma tell you what's real, man
You know what I mean?
I don't need your baby daddy callin' my phone and shit
After the club, that's old
Put my name in your phone number
I mean, my phone number in your name
You know what I mean
I'm a walkin' bankroll, niggas hatin' on the low
Talkin' 'bout me, see these bitches
What you sayin' that for? (Silver in my glass)
Nigga, get off, what you mad at?
I hurricane Katrina on them bitches, they can have that
Five hundred shots of Patrón, tell 'em, "Grab that"
Got that dope dick for them hoes, they ain't had that
I'm a goon, they don't ever put me on the guest list
Tell me if we fuckin', bitch, 'cause I don't do the texts
I can do the Charger and I can do the Lexus
We can do the waffle house, bitch, and do the breakfast
Shorty, I ball, like everyday Christmas
Fours on everything, fuck some dig ditches
I'ma tell you what's real
Shorty, put that thing on me, lemme see how that feel
You know the kid don't dance, I'm a millionaire G
Ten-five for a beat, shorty, drinks on me, me
She know the kid don't dance
I'm fresh out the joint, I got to saggin' my pants
I'm rollin', I'ma tell you what's real
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I work a gold grill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I turn a wood wheel (silver in my glass)
I'm from the land of the trill
Shorty, put that thang on me, lemme see how that feel
If you niggas really wanna fuck with the business
Tell a nigga 'bout it, stop talkin' to these bitches
When all you niggas see me on them 24 inches
Blowin' through this motherfucker suckin' on citrus
I'm 'bout to spend some money on these hoes, it's all gravy
When I hit the dance floor, them bitches went brazy
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill
How you make your ass move and your waist stay still?
I'm D-boy fresh, I do my body like this
All I could envision is me and this bitch
In the back of that shit, in the floor of that Volvo
And the room service in the mornin' at the mo-mo (silver in my glass)
I'ma tell you what's real
Shorty, put that thing on me, lemme see how that feel
You know the kid don't dance, I'm a millionaire G
Ten-five for a beat, shorty, drinks on me, me
She know the kid don't dance
I'm fresh out the joint, I got to saggin' my pants
I'm rollin', I'ma tell you what's real
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I work a gold grill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I turn a wood wheel (silver in my glass)
I'm from the land of the trill
Shorty, put that thang on me, lemme see how that feel
I smoke on pussy, see them chrome Antear
Shorty jump in the coupe and let me smear your mascara
My heart pump liquor, I'm goin' out the fun way
Seven days a week, shorty, even on Sunday
I smoke on pussy, see them chrome Antear
Shorty jump in the coupe and let me smear your mascara
My heart pump liquor, I'm goin' out the fun way
Seven days a week, shorty, even on Sunday
She know the kid don't dance
I'm fresh out the joint, I got to saggin' my pants
I'm rollin', I'ma tell you what's real
Silver in my glass and I bet it don't spill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I work a gold grill (silver in my glass)
Bitch, I turn a wood wheel (silver in my glass)
I'm from the land of the trill
Shorty, put that thang on me, lemme see how that feel
Credits
Writer(s): Messy Marv
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- West Coast Gangsta, Vol. 16
- Trigga Play (Da New 09 Mess)
- Best of Messy Marv 2005-2010 (Vol. 1)
- The Streets Get Messy (Deluxe Edition)
- Streetlife
- 2 to the Neck (Remix)
- Still Marked for Death, Vol. 5
- Still Marked for Death, Vol. 4 (Recorded Live from Prison)
- Still Marked for Death, Vol. 3 (Recorded Live from Prison)
- Still Marked for Death, Vol. 2 (Recorded Live from Prison)
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