Riff Raff - REAL BOYS lyrics
rate me(Hook)
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Now ya fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Diamonds twerking on my wrist like Miley Cyrus
Young ass balla smokin' weed on yo couch
(Verse: 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 (damn)
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 (damn)
I need a secretary just to check my e-mail (email)
Dodgin' paparazzi, I might need a v12 (new car)
Gettin' in shape, I might need a V8 (vrooooom)
Aqua berry diamond shinin' dancin' in yo face (face)
I can lemon lime (Lime), can't wait in line (line)
I just dropped thirty grand & froze the hands o' time (froze!)
Now I'm Doogie Howser wit the polar bear fist (fist)
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist like Taylor Swift (Swift)!
(Hook)
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Now ya fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Diamonds twerking on my wrist like Miley Cyrus
Young ass balla smokin' weed on yo couch
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(Verse 2: Cap 1)
Young rich baller, got me smokin' 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 bitch if she want finer things in life
Then she should come fuck wit a boss
Fucked erry bitch in Atlanta like these hoes
Must think that I play for the Hawks
Front do' then back do' a nigga then fuck off that money
& go off to Vegas!
Make me a stop out in Texas, connect to that lean
Bout to get me sum' paper
Fuckin' wit these real boyz got a nigga reckless
Pull up in that foreign, got yo bitch wit my necklace
Step out 'em Versaces, put my foot in 'em Giuseppes
Can't even show my face witout these bitches tryna sex me
(Hook)
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Now ya fucking wit 'em real boys, real boys
Diamonds twerking on my wrist like Miley Cyrus
Young ass balla smokin' weed on yo couch
