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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
MO3
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Melvin Noble
Songwriter
Vanessa Carlton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bigg Cuzz
Recording Engineer
Sean Sauce Chapman
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Heartbeatz Entertainment
Producer
Lyrics
What you want me to do?
I don't know nothing about that romantic shit
I'm a thug, baby, for real
Making my way downtown, she walking fast
Big body Benz when I'm near
I pulled up on it and smash
She say that she hate the way I act but fuck all of that
I fuck her then fuck up some racks
Gucci belt buckle hold up my strap
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug for real
I come from the mud for real
I'm tryna fuck and chill
You know what it was for real
We ran it up but still
I'm not tryna cuff for real
We in the club for real
My hittas order the bottles
They selling drugs for real
Security told me chill
I snuck in with the ratchet but still
I'm bout that action for real
I will flip your ass backwards lil nigga
She like me a lot for real
But I'm from the block for real
I bought her red bottom heels
Took her down to LA in them hills
I come from the bottom (I'm on the bottom)
She get on top and she like to ride it
We get it poppin, she on a molly
She give me sloppy when I be drivin
She in love, she gone
Call a plug, we on
Ferris wheel, round and round
Beat it down, get it on
I think I'm in love for real
It might be lust for real
But I cannot trust for real
But this is for us for real
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug for real
I come from the mud for real
I'm tryna fuck and chill
You know what it was for real
We ran it up but still
I'm not tryna cuff for real
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug for real
I come from the mud for real
I'm tryna fuck and chill
You know what it was for real
We ran it up but still
I'm not tryna cuff for real
This shit done got too real
Baby I'm just too real
I bought a house on the hill
I park the whip at the crib
Jump out the whip with that stick on my hip
She get the dick then I dip
Big old booty when she throw it it flip
Slow motion is for real
We rolling is for real
Going up I'm so for real
Count it up I'm so for real
Run it up hoe I want them bills
I'm in the clutch and it's up in the field
You know what's up with the kid thats foreal
She got a problem we gotta solve it
I'm being honest I tell her stop it
Girl you a goddess you got a body
Girl you my peace so I am the toppings
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug for real
I come from the mud for real
I'm tryna fuck and chill
You know what it was for real
We ran it up but still
I'm not tryna cuff for real
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug for real
I come from the mud for real
I'm tryna fuck and chill
You know what it was for real
We ran it up but still
I'm not tryna cuff for real
Writer(s): Melvin A. Noble Jr, Vanessa Carlton
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