really (edited) ft. stunna 4 vegas - dababy lyrics
[intro: dababy]
sethinthekitchen
let’s go
[chorus: dababy]
they wanna know if he can rap, i tell ’em, “really”
tell my *******, “call me meek” ’cause i done finally got a milli’ (let’s go)
you know how ******* like to act when they get pretty
like to turn a ***** down, that’s how i act when i get jiggy
**** around and tell her, “no,” i wanna **** the ***** that’s with ya (huh?)
we out of backwoods, ****, **** it, get a swisher
smoke a blunt, don’t do no other drugs, turn up, go get some liquor
and i know i look good, so take your picture
[verse 1: dababy]
ayy, bae, i know that i look good, you ain’t gotta cap
it ain’t my birthday, but i wish a ***** would, i ain’t gotta rap
blow out a candle on her booty, that’s that cake, she make it clap
she make it shake, we at the shack, she tryna break a *****’* back
yeah, i skipped class, when i was a jit with no hall pass (dropped)
and i’ll drop ****, i pick it up, then i haul ***
she say she wanna ****, she don’t wanna take a picture (okay)
her ***** nyquil, i go to sleep every time i hit her
don’t know the password, so that ain’t me if they respond on my twitter
i got that hot ****, these ****** gotta go rewind it to hear it
they know i pop ****, i’ll pop a ***** right now, they know i’m with it
and i only **** with ******* if they’re pretty
[chorus: dababy & stunna 4 vegas]
they wanna know if he can rap, i tell ’em, “really”
tell my *******, “call me meek” ’cause i done finally got a milli’ (let’s go)
you know how ******* like to act when they get pretty
like to turn a ***** down, that’s how i act when i get jiggy
**** around and tell her, “no,” i wanna **** the ***** that’s with ya (huh?)
we out of backwoods, ****, **** it, get a swisher
smoke a blunt, don’t do no other drugs, turn up, go get some liquor
and i know i look good, so take your picture
it’s 4x
[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
they wanna know if he can spit for real (uh)
he think i’m cappin’, he think i can’t get him k!lled for real (okay)
ayy, try your luck, i’ll drop some chip and get you zipped for real (ayy, get him outta here)
a couple racks ain’t ****, *****, i signed for a couple mil’ (on gang)
oh, really?
i send **** up like i popped a wheelie
got rich like roddy, i stood on that block like meek milly (rich)
red rag, blue faces, you know my pockets crippin’
i pop tags and drop bags, you play they poppa, ***** (ayy)
all my neighbors white folks, they be thinkin’ i’m a dealer
it’s 4x, i k!ll the beat ’cause i signed to a k!ller
and i know she want me ’cause i’m a young rich *****
and i can’t beef with you if you can’t show me six figures, on gang
[chorus: dababy]
they wanna know if he can rap, i tell ’em, “really”
tell my *******, “call me meek” ’cause i done finally got a milli’ (let’s go)
you know how ******* like to act when they get pretty
like to turn a ***** down, that’s how i act when i get jiggy
**** around and tell her, “no,” i wanna **** the ***** that’s with ya (huh?)
we out of backwoods, ****, **** it, get a swisher
smoke a blunt, don’t do no other drugs, turn up, go get some liquor
and i know i look good, so take your picture
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