Chavo - Real Love lyrics
[Chavo - Real Love lyrics]
Real love this cash till I fill it up, yeah
What's real love?
Baby tell me what's real love?
(what's real love?)
Burning on this gas need a fill up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
Running through this cash, till I fill it up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
All about my banks, like Philip
(Philly, Philly, Philly)
Philipp Plein for me, Philipp Plein for her
Treat me like Prince Phillip
Duke of Edinburgh (yeah)
Dicking down her throat, watch lil' mama burp
(nasty) the trap like a job course
Got all kind of work (work)
We off Washington, at the Rockwell
Move all kind of work, like Avon Barksdale
(yeah)
They don't check credit for a car sale
I had boxes landing daily at her apartment
(touch down)
Fendi Roma on me nigga and I'm mobbing (mhmm)
Grass and woods and only roll
It if it's dark skin (roll it up)
Lollapalooza, they get nasty for
A couple passes (haha)
Like the lifestyle
Told me that she fascinated (oh yeah)
Told the jeweler bust it down
Make it extra glassy (say word)
Seen it shine in the dark
Had to captivate it (hmm, hmm)
I know some niggas in jail
Paying cell phone bills (facts)
FaceTime em' anytime I'm feeling aggravated
(hello)
Baby tell me what's real love?
(what's real love?)
Burning on this gas need a fill up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
Running through this cash, till I fill it up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
All about my banks, like Philla
(Philly, Philly, Philly)
Fill up line for me, fill up line for her
Treat me like Prince Phillip
Duke of Edinburgh (yeah)
Dicking down her throat, watch lil' mama burp
(nasty) the trap like a job course
Got all kind of work (work)
What's real love?
Baby tell me what's real love?
(what's real love?)
Burning on this gas need a fill up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
Running through this cash, till I fill it up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
All about my banks, like Philip
(Philly, Philly, Philly)
Philipp Plein for me, Philipp Plein for her
Treat me like Prince Phillip
Duke of Edinburgh (yeah)
Dicking down her throat, watch lil' mama burp
(nasty) the trap like a job course
Got all kind of work (work)
We off Washington, at the Rockwell
Move all kind of work, like Avon Barksdale
(yeah)
They don't check credit for a car sale
I had boxes landing daily at her apartment
(touch down)
Fendi Roma on me nigga and I'm mobbing (mhmm)
Grass and woods and only roll
It if it's dark skin (roll it up)
Lollapalooza, they get nasty for
A couple passes (haha)
Like the lifestyle
Told me that she fascinated (oh yeah)
Told the jeweler bust it down
Make it extra glassy (say word)
Seen it shine in the dark
Had to captivate it (hmm, hmm)
I know some niggas in jail
Paying cell phone bills (facts)
FaceTime em' anytime I'm feeling aggravated
(hello)
Baby tell me what's real love?
(what's real love?)
Burning on this gas need a fill up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
Running through this cash, till I fill it up
(fill it, fill it, fill it)
All about my banks, like Philla
(Philly, Philly, Philly)
Fill up line for me, fill up line for her
Treat me like Prince Phillip
Duke of Edinburgh (yeah)
Dicking down her throat, watch lil' mama burp
(nasty) the trap like a job course
Got all kind of work (work)