
Real Nigga’s Only Hustle Gang (Ft. B.o.B, Doe B & T.I.)
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[Chorus: Doe B]
Now where my bad bitches to help?
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
Niggas do it for the real niggas only
Can you do it for the real niggas only
Cause you’re a bad mama jama
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
Bitch you do it for the real niggas only
You gotta do it for the real niggas only
[Verse 1: Doe B]
Real niggas in the building
You know how it goes
Money falling from the ceiling
Bitches on the pole
Eenie meenie miney moe
How a ho gon' tell you no
Cause if you a real nigga then you can fuck what you want
Thirty plus on the dough
Sinning like a ball player
Diamonds around my arm
And you know they’re all real
Making storm, call here
Bad bitches love me
Nigga, she say fuck you
But she wanna fuck me
And this shit must-see
You know I made a movie
She ain’t wanna turn up
The molly made her do it
In V.I.P. cuttin' up
Under the influence
I’m so sorry that’s your girl
Real niggas run the world
Now where my bad bitches to help?
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
Niggas do it for the real niggas only
Can you do it for the real niggas only
Cause you’re a bad mama jama
Baby don’t be scared, shake that ass for the camera
Showing he ain’t planned
Bitch you do it for the real niggas only
You gotta do it for the real niggas only
[Verse 1: Doe B]
Real niggas in the building
You know how it goes
Money falling from the ceiling
Bitches on the pole
Eenie meenie miney moe
How a ho gon' tell you no
Cause if you a real nigga then you can fuck what you want
Thirty plus on the dough
Sinning like a ball player
Diamonds around my arm
And you know they’re all real
Making storm, call here
Bad bitches love me
Nigga, she say fuck you
But she wanna fuck me
And this shit must-see
You know I made a movie
She ain’t wanna turn up
The molly made her do it
In V.I.P. cuttin' up
Under the influence
I’m so sorry that’s your girl
Real niggas run the world
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