IAMZACCP - RNS lyrics

(Intro) Motha' f**a' you know what it is, sh**, yea (Hook 1) Say you want a real n***a, wanna bada** I been schemin' on that p**y wit yo bad a** I approach her, I ain't worried where her bag at Lame n***as, they be worried where yo man at I see that a** sittin' pretty, she a gym rat Or it's fake though, either way I'm in them cheeks It don't really matter If we f**in' in the whip or in the sheets Im'a smash that Show her what it is, I gotta bag that (Verse 1) (Ahh!), bring that sh** to papa hoe (bring that sh**) Damn, You been playin' wit a n***a hoe (playin' wit it) Yea, I been waitin' on that p**y lemme see it Talkin' big sh** b**h, did ya mean it (ahh!) Oh yea, is ya ready at the crib or nah (crib or nah) Do ya got some friends to bring along (bring along) Have it ready it on sight I ain't talkin' no more, you gon' sing on this mic Put some respect up on this dick Bust a split, salt and pepper, better spit Make a movie make a flick Smoke a bowl, gettin' lit Giving head she gotta gift She the dick s** queen on some real n***a sh** She gon' back it up, [like] all that sh** she was talkin I gave her good dick, now all her friends they be jockin' IAMZACCP she know the name and she love me I bagged that b**h, put it deep in her tummy (I got her) (Hook 2) Say you want a real n***a, wanna bada** I been schemin' on that p**y wit yo bad a** I approach her, I ain't worried where her bag at Lame n***as, they be worried where yo man at I see that a** sittin' pretty, she a gym rat Or it's fake though, either way I'm in them cheeks It don't really matter If we f**in' in the whip or in the sheets Im'a smash that Show her what it is, I gotta bag that (Verse 2) I ain't too proud, put that p**y in my face I ain't too proud put that p**y on a plate I ain't een' trippin' hit that p**y first date Im'a grown man, I don't care what they think No games, I don't play no games When I'm diving in yo waters, you gon' say my name Splish splash, you gon' really feel a n***a frame Never spare the p**y rounds, Im'a strike again I'll strike again Put some respect up on this dick Bust a split, salt and pepper, better spit Make a movie, make a flick Smoke a bowl, gettin' lit Giving head, she gotta gift She the dick s** queen on some real n***a sh** She gon' back it up, [like] all that sh** she was talkin I gave her good dick, now all her friends they be jockin' IAMZACCP she know the name and she love me I bagged that b**h, put it deep in her tummy (I got it) (Hook 3) Say you want a real n***a, wanna bada** I been schemin' on that p**y wit yo bad a** I approach her, I ain't worried where her bag at Lame n***as, they be worried where yo man at I see that a** sittin' pretty, she a gym rat Or it's fake though, either way I'm in them cheeks It don't really matter If we f**in' in the whip or in the sheets Im'a smash that Show her what it is, I gotta bag that (Ahh!)