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letra de real niggas - lil nyy

[intro]
lil nyy

[chorus]
can i show you where a real n-gga be at?
but do you give me your heart? girl, i need that
’cause i spend so much time tryna find you (find)
patek on my wrist, that you blind to (blind)
we ain’t gotta rush, take your time, boo (time)
you the only one, ain’t no side boo (yeah)
i’ma treat you good to remind you (real)
them hoes ain’t nothing like you

[verse 1]
i been getting to the money, i ain’t got time to take
but you been trippin’ on me lately, baby, i ain’t yo’ ex (i’m not)
i’m just a young n-gga tryna get rich (rich)
i don’t got time for the bullsh-t (for real)
flyin’ private in ’em in the c-ckpit (nah)
way over the haters that talk sh-t (over)
christian dior on my outfit (drip)
we could go out, do some wild sh-t (or)
or i could give you some bands ’cause i know you be stressin’
i ain’t bein’ ungrateful, baby, you is a blessin’
you the only one, baby, there ain’t no second (no second)
cheated on you, that sh-t kinda taught me a lesson (a lesson)
we can take a trip and we can stay at the weston (the weston)
playin’ with my heart, don’t got time for stressin’
we ain’t gotta fight, just show me affection
[chorus]
can i show you where a real n-gga be at?
but do you give me your heart? girl, i need that
’cause i spend so much time tryna find you (find)
patek on my wrist, that you blind to (blind)
we ain’t gotta rush, take your time, boo (time)
you the only one, ain’t no side boo (yeah)
i’ma treat you good to remind you (real)
them hoes ain’t nothing like you

[interlude]
where my real n-ggas at?
yeah, my real n-ggas at?
ooh ooh ooh ooh (let’s go)
where my real b-tches at?
yeah, my real b-tches at?
yeah ooh ooh
where my real n-ggas at?
yeah, my real n-ggas at? (yeah)
ooh ooh ooh ooh
where my real n-ggas at?
where my real b-tches at?

[verse 2]
so could we pop out?
there ain’t no reason we gotta hop
when i take our sh-t slow so i could show you a good time
i know that that n-gga did you wrong
he ain’t gotta cry (don’t cry)
i know when i hit it from the front, look up in yo’ eyes
so when a n-gga buy you sh-t, don’t act surprised
’cause when i first met you, seen a queen up in yo’ eyes (yo’ eyes)
you better not cap with me ’cause ain’t believe in lies (i’m not)
you could bring your friends and i’ll push it with the guys
[verse 3]
can we just lay low? (lay)
we could take a trip to barbados
if you want a band, just say so (for real)
we could keep it g, f-ck what they know (f-ck ’em)
young rich n-gga ’bout the peso
always got you cheesin’ like queso
‘kay, yo’ ex n-gga sweet like a rainbow (sweet)
i’ma show you off everywhere we go (i gotchu)
don’t be feelin’ lonely ’cause you got me tho (you got me)
these strokes late nights, it’s how we go
and we just be boppin’
she a foreign girl from the islands
i just wanna keep her smilin’ (for real)
finger in the p-ssy while i’m drivin’
beat (beat it) the p-ssy up like i’m boxin’
’cause she ain’t had a real n-gga to vibe with

- lil nyy

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