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real boyz - riff raff lyrics

[hook 1: oj da juiceman]
f-ckin’ with them real boys, real boys (x3)
now you f-ckin’ with them real boys, real boys
[hook 2: riff raff]
diamonds twerkin on my wrist like miley cyrus
young -ss baller smoking weed on your couch

[verse 1: riff raff]
i done got so famous i can’t even drop my top (soooo famous)
i done got so famous i can’t even grocery shop (d-mn)
i don’t trust my butler so i’m installing hidden cameras (cameras!)
i need a security guard just to walk to my mail box (d-mn)
i need a secretary just to check my e-mail (e-mail)
dodging paparazzi i might need a v12 (new car!)
getting in shape i might need a v8 (vroom)
aqua berry diamond shining dancing in yo face! (face!)
i can lemon lime (lime), can’t wait in line (line)
i just dropped 30 grand and froze the hands of time (froze!)
now i’m doogie howser with the polar bear fist (fist)
diamonds dancing on my wrist like taylor swift (swift)!

[verse 2: cap 1]
young rich baller, got me smoking on the couch
i might need another ho, i just kicked this other ho out
i might need another plug, i just told this plug off
i might need another crib, got too many hoes in my loft
told that the b-tch if she want finer things in life
then she should come f-ck with a boss
f-cked every b-tch in atlanta like these hoes
must think that i play for the hawks
front door then back door a n-gga [???]
then f-ck off that money and go off to vegas
make me a stop out in texas, connect to that lean
bout to get me some paper
f-cking with these real boys got a n-gga reckless
pull up in that foreign, got your b-tch with my necklace
step out them versaces, put my foot in them giuseppes
can’t even show my face without these b-tches tryna’ s-x me!

- riff raff lyrics

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