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letra de keep it real - baby jace

[intro]
imma keep it real with you
i’m not on that lovey dovey bullsh-t no more
like, i’m tired catching feelings for these hoes
even though all they want is some d-ck
and if all they want is some d-ck, that’s what they gon get
like, i don’t know why n-ggas keep on asking me if i got a crush
like my n-gga, i don’t got no motherf-ckin’ crush
who’s that girl? there go your girl
like no i don’t, n-gga i’m a virgin
imma just f-ck em and leave

[chorus]
d-mn i think she’s into older dudes
so don’t be mad when i tell you that i stole your boo
i’ll be super rich, buy my hoe some shoes
b-tch, you really think i’m still crying over you? no!
repping cox mill, got that purple teal
once i give it to you, tell me how it feels
i might shoot my shot, just like bradley beal (swish)
like a baddies ass, (d-mn) imma keep it real

[verse]
“jason are you gonna make another diss track”
man i don’t know, but if i did, that would be a mismatch
all these rap n-ggas washed up like a dishrack
all these girls bad, but they hoes, and that’s big facts
i’m really tryna cuff this one girl, d-mn this b-tch bad
but she’s too young, n-gga i can’t hit that
it doesn’t matter, she sucking another n-ggas tic-tac
b-tch better not talk to me, you only want my d-ck back
these b-tches been riding n-ggas since 8th grade
and they still ain’t done yet
they thinking it’s getting me upset
let them get played like a drum set
if i get k!lled in a shootout, i want bad b-tches at my sunset
i want them dancing on the pole, and shaking that ass in a sundress
nah nah nah, but for real
i ain’t tryna catch a case (nope)
but f-ck them 16 days my n-gga, i’m still finna bust on her face (sheesh)
and i’m gonna bust in the ass if she calls me daddy and act like a sk-nk (b-tch)
i’m waka flocka in that p-ssy cuz n-ggas know i go hard in the paint, ha! (flocka!)
[chorus]
d-mn i think she’s into older dudes
so don’t be mad when i tell you that i stole your boo
i’ll be super rich, buy my hoe some shoes
b-tch, you really think i’m still crying over you? no!
repping cox mill, got that purple teal
once i give it to you, tell me how it feels
i might shoot my shot, just like bradley beal (swish)
like a baddies ass, (d-mn) imma keep it real

[outro]
like, you chicks out of pocket, y’all hoes just blow me
how the f-ck y’all just gon change a n-gga like that
i used to be a lover, now i don’t love her
like i said in lost it, f-ck you n-ggas mean?

- baby jace

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