Ace Hood - Real Shit lyrics
[Ace Hood - Real Shit lyrics]
Real Shit Lyrics mister Hood
Real nigga shit, fuck niggas
Truth be told, I don't fuck with them
Money my concern hating is a germ
Say she never did, well she finna learn
I got plenty hoes, all of them dyke
Pick and choose nigga, all of them right
Never had shit, now my money burn
Ever made a mill'? Well you finna learn
Heard you niggas mad wish I'm doing bad
I just bought a Benz talking paper tags
Leave your girl around
I bet I'm fucking that she coming with me
That's why you really mad
Get that ass into that Jeep
Bet all that she freaky you must be crazy ho
No money out of me she give me pussy free
Proud to be fucking me
I slide that rubber on
Just know it's going deep
Beat that pussy down keep repeating sounds
I step on the mound knock that pussy out
That's just what I do bitch I'm on the loose
Coconut Cîroc pineapple juice
Now that's coco low i am no loco Joe
You niggas such a joke
See me I'm counting dough
That's all I fucking do
And all I fucking know
I hear them haters mad
One thing that you should know
So crank it up a notch booming out the box
Candy coated drop bouncing with my knots
Boy this nigga fly twenty six a tie
Broward County boy come and see me now
I might buy a house, with a fucking pool
Bring a bitch for fun that's just what I do
Tell them bring the hate i might buy a coupe
Now why you mad? Because I'm
Stunting and you never do
Get your money lame i can show you things
Big shit nigga fifty carat rings
Holy molly flow catch the Holy Ghost
Mister Snatch Them-All
Tell them it's time to go
Now that's some gutter shit
I'm on some other shit mister Hood boy
That's who you fucking with
So put your hate away i'm about getting paid
And if he say he not i bet that nigga gay
Real nigga shit, fuck niggas
Truth be told, I don't fuck with them
Money my concern hating is a germ
Say she never did, well she finna learn
I got plenty hoes, all of them dyke
Pick and choose nigga, all of them right
Never had shit, now my money burn
Ever made a mill'? Well you finna learn
Heard you niggas mad wish I'm doing bad
I just bought a Benz talking paper tags
Leave your girl around
I bet I'm fucking that she coming with me
That's why you really mad
Get that ass into that Jeep
Bet all that she freaky you must be crazy ho
No money out of me she give me pussy free
Proud to be fucking me
I slide that rubber on
Just know it's going deep
Beat that pussy down keep repeating sounds
I step on the mound knock that pussy out
That's just what I do bitch I'm on the loose
Coconut Cîroc pineapple juice
Now that's coco low i am no loco Joe
You niggas such a joke
See me I'm counting dough
That's all I fucking do
And all I fucking know
I hear them haters mad
One thing that you should know
So crank it up a notch booming out the box
Candy coated drop bouncing with my knots
Boy this nigga fly twenty six a tie
Broward County boy come and see me now
I might buy a house, with a fucking pool
Bring a bitch for fun that's just what I do
Tell them bring the hate i might buy a coupe
Now why you mad? Because I'm
Stunting and you never do
Get your money lame i can show you things
Big shit nigga fifty carat rings
Holy molly flow catch the Holy Ghost
Mister Snatch Them-All
Tell them it's time to go
Now that's some gutter shit
I'm on some other shit mister Hood boy
That's who you fucking with
So put your hate away i'm about getting paid
And if he say he not i bet that nigga gay