Lakeyah Real Bitch

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[Intro: Lakeyah]
Real bitches back in
I came here to win, you hoes came here to pretend
I’ma show you rap hoes how to get y’all shit up, yeah

[Verse 1: Lakeyah]
First thing first (Huh?)
I ain’t gotta fuck a rap nigga for a verse (Not at all)
And I’ll never let a nigga trick me for a purse
So all you unemployed hoes, come and get this work (Work)
You bitches sleazy, this shit way too easy
City love me, I’m puttin’ on like Jeezy (I’m puttin’ on)
I ain’t asthmatic, but this spit game wheezy (Hah-hah)
Put these rap hoes on a plate just to feed me
I’m getting greedy, I’m big key (Yeah)
I’m not sweet, I check hoеs (Check ’em)
Steady shittin’ on thеse bitches, where the Pepto? (Where the Pepto?)
Yo’ nigga wanna taste, I give ’em wet nose (Huh, Huh)
Taking bitches’ niggas, ho, you lucky if he make it home
[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I’m a, real bitch (Real bitch), don’t fold
Fuck a nigga, get paid, that’s code (That’s code)
I don’t choose, bad bitches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I’m cold (I’m cold)
I’m a, real bitch (Real bitch), don’t fold
Fuck a nigga, get paid, that’s code (That’s code)
I don’t choose, bad bitches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I’m cold

[Verse 2: Lakeyah]
I’m a, real bitch with a real bag
Ayy, word to Miami, bitch, I’m real bad
New nigga, new money, that’s a real brag
I ain’t stuntin’ no nigga that I been had

[Verse 3: Gloss Up]
I’m a real bitch
You a fake bitch, red flag
(What you doin’?) Nothin’, shit
Makin’ hoes mad
Bitch, I just signed with QC and got a big bag
And finna show you why these ratchet bitches real gassed
Watch me take yo’ nigga, like I take his dick
He want a dog ass bitch, until I show him some tricks
I’m a big dog, bitch
Don’t compare me to simps (Don’t compare me, ho)
My two kids was born rich, why you work at a temp?

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I’m a, real bitch (Real bitch), don’t fold
Fuck a nigga, get paid, that’s code (That’s code)
I don’t choose, bad bitches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I’m cold
I’m a, real bitch (Real bitch), don’t fold
Fuck a nigga, get paid, that’s code (That’s code)
I don’t choose, bad bitches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I’m cold

[Outro]
My neck, and my wrist
He ain’t gotta check, he ain’t talkin’ bout shit
Doggin’ these niggas every time that I spit
Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick
Ice out my neck, and my wrist
He ain’t gotta check, he ain’t talkin’ bout shit
Doggin’ these niggas every time that I spit
Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick
Nigga, run me that shit