Lex Luger - Real sh** lyrics

Mister Hood [Hook] Real n***a sh**, f** n***as Truth be told, I don't f** with them Money my concern Hating is a germ Say she never did, well she finna learn I got plenty hoes, all of them dyke Pick and choose n***a, all of them right Never had sh**, now my money burn Ever made a mill'? Well you finna learn [Verse 1] Heard you n***as mad Wish I'm doing bad I just bought a Benz Talking paper tags Leave your girl around I bet I'm f**ing that She coming with me That's why you really mad Get that a** into that Jeep Bet all that she freaky You must be crazy ho No money out of me She give me p**y free Proud to be f**ing me I slide that rubber on Just know it's going deep Beat that p**y down Keep repeating sounds I step on the mound Knock that p**y out That's just what I do b**h I'm on the loose Coconut Cîroc Pineapple juice Now that's coco low I am no loco Joe You n***as such a joke See me I'm counting dough That's all I f**ing do, and all I f**ing know I hear them haters mad One thing that you should know [Hook] [Verse 2] So crank it up a notch Booming out the box Candy coated drop Bouncing with my knots Boy this n***a fly Twenty six a tie Broward County boy Come and see me now I might buy a house, with a f**ing pool Bring a b**h for fun That's just what I do Tell them bring the hate I might buy a coupe Now why you mad? Because I'm stunting and you never do Get your money lame I can show you things Big sh** n***a Fifty carat rings Holy molly flow Catch the Holy Ghost Mister Snatch-Them-All Tell them it's time to go Now that's some gutter sh** I'm on some other sh** Mister Hood boy That's who you f**ing with So put your hate away I'm about getting paid And if he say he not I bet that n***a gay [Hook]