Armani Caesar, Conway The Machine - El Puro lyrics

Y'all niggas want a real-ass bitch
But when you get her
All you wanna do is hop on shit
I be out on my grind
Don't be wasting my time
Nigga, stay off my line
Y'all niggas want a real-ass bitch
But when you get her
All you wanna do is hop on shit
I be out on my grind
Don't be wasting my time (Uh)
Nigga, stay off my line (Yo)

Diva bitch (Uh, huh) , credit card, Visa
Bitch (What up?)
Street niggas only niggas that
You see me with (Uh, huh)
I'm fed up, I just met him and he's a dick
(He's a dick)
I don't feel him, now I'm like
"I don't need this shit" (Uh, uh)
Because I'm getting money, you can bet that
(Uh, huh)
Your nigga choosing, just accept that, ma
(Accept that, ma)
Your dude looking, better check that, ma
Call my pussy the connect 'cause
He sweat that box (Haha)
Body of a goddess, big purr (Big purr)
Kept the pussy from him 'til
He spent a grip first
Got 'em off the swag, in my bag, big Birk'
(Big Birk') if they say plain is love
Then I got 'em big hurt
(Big hurt) , big hurt
Big furs, 'cause that's how you treat a A1
(A1) steak dinners 'cause that pussy A1
(That pussy A1) play with it now
You ain't gon' taste nothin' (Uh, uh)
What's gonna happen when you on yo' face
Huh? (Face, huh?)

Y'all niggas want a real-ass bitch
But when you get her
All you wanna do is hop on shit
I be out on my grind
Don't be wasting my time
Nigga, stay off my line
Y'all niggas want a real-ass bitch
But when you get her
All you wanna do is hop on shit
I be out on my grind
Don't be wasting my time
Nigga, stay off my line (Look, man, look)

I ain't even mad at you
I'm really more mad at myself
But I ain't trippin'
I'ma play the cards as they was dealt
I was the first nigga get you
That Rollie and bags of Chanel
(Uh huh, uh huh)
When you gon' do me like that
I'ma show you how that shit felt
Now you capping on the 'net like
You didn't have any help
You know that bag put you in position
Don't flatter yourself (Uh, huh)
Get outta pocket again and I'll put
You back on the shelf (Ha ha ha)
Get outta pocket again and I'm putting you
(Talk to 'em) uh, uh
I think the problem you being too comfortable
You fucking up right on schedule
At least you was punctual
I say I'm done all the time
But I keep fucking you
That's why you think it's sweet
It's so hard to keep up with you (Uh, huh)
Damn, you was 'posed to be my Denise Huxtable
(For real)
But the whole time you was for the streets
Wasn't you? (For the streets)
Won't another nigga fuck with you
Like Machine fuck with you
That's why Machine fuck with you
'cause you a

Real-ass bitch (yeah) but when you get her
All you wanna do is hop on shit
I be out on my grind
Don't be wasting my time
Nigga, stay off my line
Y'all niggas want a real-ass bitch
But when you get her
All you wanna do is hop on shit
I be out on my grind
Don't be wasting my time
Nigga, stay off my line

You think it's hard being a
Black man in this world, leon?
Try for five minutes living it
As a Black woman
Every move I make gotta be iron-fucking-clad
Or these niggas is gon' chew me
Up and spit me out
And that ain't happening to me