Lil Jay - Real Nigga

Even though I ain’t really fuckin’ wit’ her

And her best friend with her ex-nigga

And a nigga tell her that I’m bad for her

Nine times outta ten, she’ll be probably right

But she still pull up on a nigga every night

‘Cause she know that I’m a real nigga

I got the shit that she can feel, nigga

I’m coming down like a trill nigga

And nine times outta ten, shit, she probably right

Said she know that I’m a real nigga

I got the shit that she can feel, nigga

I’m coming down like a trill nigga

And nine times outta ten, shit, she probably right

 

I got a ‘H’ on my chest, for hustler

He got a ‘S’ on his chest, for sucker

He be runnin’ around here acting like a heifer

I be sliding around here bossin’, having cheddar

I need a money counter to count my scrilla scratch

His money two-faced, it talks behind his back

This what I told the young tender (What you tell her?)

What’s wrong with that nigga?

Look at these thousand-dollar jeans, look at these $500 shoes

Look at these diamonds in my rings, look at these carats in my jewels

I’m mannish, respected, ain’t no debate

I’m early, I’m woke, I ain’t late

I need a real one on my team, she need a real one on hers

I’m all about action, I’m all about verb

I got a couple of bottles, she got a sack of that herb

Give it to her, give her what she deserve

 

Even though I ain’t really fuckin’ wit’ her

And her best friend with her ex-nigga

And a nigga tell her that I’m bad for her

Nine times outta ten, she’ll be probably right

But she still pull up on a nigga every night

‘Cause she know that I’m a real nigga

I got the shit that she can feel, nigga

I’m coming down like a trill nigga

And nine times outta ten, shit, she probably right

Said she know that I’m a real nigga

I got the shit that she can feel, nigga

I’m coming down like a trill nigga

And nine times outta ten, shit, she probably right

 

It was thug at first sight, she wanted to jump my bones

She playing this here song, on her ringtone

I let her punch her number in my phone

She know I got cheese, she know I’m gouda’d up, provolone

Even if I didn’t, I could mack her

She diggin’ a factor (Like what?) Like a tractor

He probably look better than me (What you got?)

But I got a better personality

All he think about is him

All I think about is you

You a diamond rough

He ain’t even got a clue

Real recognize real, you know this

I been on my shit since Moby Dick was a goldfish

So if you ever need a favor

I’m not a captain, but I’m on deck like a sailor

 

Even though I ain’t really fuckin’ wit’ her

And her best friend with her ex-nigga

And a nigga tell her that I’m bad for her

Nine times outta ten, she’ll be probably right

But she still pull up on a nigga every night

‘Cause she know that I’m a real nigga

I got the shit that she can feel, nigga

I’m coming down like a trill nigga

And nine times outta ten, shit, she probably right

Said she know that I’m a real nigga

I got the shit that she can feel, nigga

I’m coming down like a trill nigga

And nine times outta ten, shit, she probably right