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lirik lagu t.m.u b.real – tg kommas

[intro]
wattup, b real
wattup, b real
these n*ggas ain’t foreal, these n*ggas ain’t go k!ll
yeah
these n*ggas ain’t foreal
these n*ggas ain’t foreal

[pre*chorus]
p*ssy ass, scary ass lil’ n*gga ain’t go do none, yeah
f*ck ass lil’ n*gga, ain’t go shoot none
matter of fact, i’on even know why a n*gga over here bootin’ up
n*gga know that i’m booted up
[chorus]
yeah, hold up, b real, these n*ggas ain’t foreal, yeah
i’m so sick of these b*tch n*ggas steady actin’ like they real, yeah
p*ssy n*gga won’t do none, you’on like it, come get a k!ll
won’t sugarcoat no n*gga, yeah, i’mma tеll that n*gga like it is, huh
diamonds on me real, yеah, turn me up b real, yeah
don’t come around with that fake sh*t, p*ssy n*gga know he ain’t real, huh
i’mma keep on grabbin’ on her ass, know it ain’t real, yeah
i’mma keep on runnin’ up that bag, n*gga i’m foreal, yeah
p*ssy n*gga i’m foreal

[verse 1]
i say p*ssy n*gga what it is, yeah
f*ck a n*gga, i’ve been up for 2 days bootin’ up off of pills, yeah
rollin’ hard, clutchin’ on the rod, i’m really out here in the field, yeah
f*ck n*gga, i’ll slang that rod, ain’t no n*gga i fear, no
these n*ggas ain’t real, i’m strapped up like velcro
pull up on them like deebo, give me everything, this a repo
i can f*ck yo hoe, that’s on everything, she gon’ suck my d*ck like a freak hoe
n*gga, you must ain’t give the memo, make her get low like limbo
i love the way she deepthroat, ahhh, she get nasty, yeah
hood b*tch, gave me head on a backstreet, yeah
all that bullsh*t all the time, n*gga get at me
and no, i’on beef on instagram, n*gga don’t at me

[chorus]
yeah, hold up, b real, these n*ggas ain’t foreal, yeah
i’m so sick of these b*tch n*ggas steady actin’ like they real, yeah
p*ssy n*gga won’t do none, you’on like it, come get a k!ll
won’t sugarcoat no n*gga, yeah, i’mma tell that n*gga like it is, huh
diamonds on me real, yeah, turn me up b real, yeah
don’t come around with that fake sh*t, p*ssy n*gga know he ain’t real, huh
i’mma keep on grabbin’ on her ass, know it ain’t real, yeah
i’mma keep on runnin’ up that bag, n*gga i’m foreal, yeah
p*ssy n*gga i’m foreal, yeah
[verse 2]
p*ssy n*gga i’m dumb (dumb)
i be hangin’ ’round k!llers, n*gga don’t know none, but redrum, yeah
i’m in [?] city on pappas street, i’ma always rap where i’m from, yeah
street n*gga out his mind, b*tch and i feel like that’s just how we are, huh
p*ssy know how i come, diamonds on me real, huh
i’mma keep on grabbin’ on her titties, know they ain’t real, yeah
she gon’ keep on dancin’ on my d*ck, do the tip drill, yeah
i’mma spend too much money on this fendi swag, so real b*tch
so wipe me down like trill, i’m in this b*tch with b real
that sh*t be makin’ me mad, yeah, ’cause i know these n*ggas ain’t real, yeah
p*ssy n*gga steady bootin’ up, won’t do none, won’t shoot sh*t
always talkin’ ’bout what they gon’ do, knowin’ d*mn well they won’t do sh*t

- tg kommas

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