B-Real - Real G lyrics

[Verse 1: B-Real] When I'm on the set, know I get it heated Got these b*tches thirsty, I know how to read it Flippin' all the pages, number one seller Keep you flyin' high, you can call it the propeller They wanna feel what it's like in the center I know all about it, the glory and the splendor Of the cameras and the lights and the action Be the main attraction, the chemical reaction Want satisfaction? Call Mick Jagger You see one of mine, you know you wanna Bag her (Bag her), spend timе with her You know you wanna get to know her Trеat her like a queen, wishin' time pass slower She don't be fu*kin' with the squares, she's a circle She be out the box, but she will never hurt you (Nah) Yeah, the doctor, he be rollin' with the bad ones Salty motherfu*kers actin' like they never had one, uh [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] B-Boss b*tch (Boss), she gon’ work ‘em (Work) If I need it, she gon’ hold it in her Birkin (Yeah) Picture perfect, but she better up in person (Oh, yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah Real G, walk in Chanel and get to poppin’ (Poppin’) Real G, she look back at it when I’m choppin’ (Ooh) Real G, don’t say a thing, but she watchin’ (Oh, yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah [Verse 2: Berner] She says she’ll take the case for me When she ridin’ dirty Seventeen mill and I’m in my early thirties She say please, don’t hurt me, daddy, don’t hurt me When you on the road, these other hoes be thirsty Don’t worry, baby girl, I’m cool, she used to pay me She got your boy covered in jewels, dinner in The Valley Porsche Truck, shotgun rollin’ up fatties Get your mind right, girl, I’m in the limelight When the time right, we gon’ get the vibe right Sit back and chill on white sand beaches Cold drink, good weed, a few dime pieces Bust down, clear stone on my timepieces It’s burn slow, I think it’s from a hot creepin’, yeah Girl, give me the neck, Big Bern, I’m vet Got her panties all wet, yeah [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] B-Boss b*tch (Boss), she gon’ work ‘em (Work) If I need it, she gon’ hold it in her Birkin (Yeah) Picture perfect, but she better up in person (Oh, yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah Real G, walk in Chanel and get to poppin’ (Poppin’) Real G, she look back at it when I’m choppin’ (Ooh) Real G, don’t say a thing, but she watchin’ (Oh, yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah [Verse 3: Devin The Dude] A Real G, a real girl in a real-world Not a fake b*tch tryna make sh*t all hard On a brother, the thoughts of another Is null and void, dull and fraud, she not She hot, she’s got that twat to keep you Caught in a net, so wet that your forgot About them other broads, you’ll eat good You’ll freak good, but if you cheat You won’t be able to sleep good A Real G, she thrills me, she fills me I put it in her so good, she’ll probably kill me If she found out I was dickin’ the spine Out of another, the only lover and a friend That you’ll ever need and she knows that I smoke weed and she’s cool with it And she is down with whatever the cause Even wash a ni**a’s dirty drawers [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] B-Boss b*tch (Boss), she gon’ work ‘em (Work) If I need it, she gon’ hold it in her Birkin (Yeah) Picture perfect, but she better up in person (Oh, yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah Real G, walk in Chanel and get to poppin’ (Poppin’) Real G, she look back at it when I’m choppin’ (Ooh) Real G, don’t say a thing, but she watchin’ (Oh, yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah [Outro: B-Real] She heals me, do you feel me? (Feel me) She be letting’ me be the real me Make you feel free (Free), she’s a Real G She’s a Real G, She’s a Real G She heals me, do you feel me? (Feel me) She be letting’ me be the real me Make you feel free (Free), she’s a Real G