LORDFUBU - Petty/Real One lyrics

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LORDFUBU - Petty/Real One lyrics

Petty [Hook: Kane] That sh** petty... Ay, she f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) (that sh** petty) She f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) She f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) Ay, she f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) Ay, she f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) [Verse 1: Kane] Uhh My brother said he saw the hoe in you I ain't wanna do this Charles told me to You gettin' bodied by a poet boo All my n***as done seen your nudes Had her bust it open Even kept the proof Got a few ps, n***a got the boof Bust a rhyme like im doctor seus Shafi bouta pour another deuce (one time) Rebel music the corrupted youth (oh yeah) Hang a politician from a noose (oh yeah) Don't cut em down till they tell the truth (nooo) Don't cut em down till they tell the truth (i know you thought this song about you) Don't ever let her borrow sh** (she petty) Don't leave your bag around this b**h (she petty) Don't ever let her hold a dollar (she petty) [Bridge: Kwess] Said from the beginning that she probably shouldn't f** with me Cus after I hit it, tend to answer call reluctantly It's not really intentional, I know I can be technical But now she think that she can get back at me tryna f** the team [Verse 2: Charles Tyler] Damn Who got the blunt? cause I got the tree I might rob the plug, depend on my mood sh** who got the piece? My girl in the back, can she hold the strap? She loves wen I let her, she in love wit the dope A fiend for the D, knew that when I meet her I f** her when ever, she comes from the street she gutta as hell, won't tell her I love her Cause she'll f** my mans, as soon as I leave her I know that's in the plans, like why you so petty? I record when she let me I do what I want, I feel like the man I leave when I finish and get back to this cash So who got the blunt? Cause I got the tree I might rob the plug sh** who got the piece [Bridge: Kwess] Ay But that's ok with me Imma tell you Charles Tyler and Kane the same as me b**h you rollin we ain't come to pay no maintenance fees Temporary, you a rental You belong to fleet (ay) [Hook: Kwess] Ay she f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) She f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) (man that sh** petty) Ay, she f**ed my bro (man that sh** petty) I f**ed that hoe because she ready [Bridge: Kane] Ay Look, dearly beloved I kept it 100 And real from the jump Occasionally I roll a doobie But I f** with blunts Ay, dearly beloved I kept it 100 And real from the jump Occasionally I roll a doobie But I f** with blunts [Kwess] Aw I f**ed up Real One [Bridge: Ama] I wanna go somewhere Where the wind breeze calls my name Palm trees and coconuts in the sand Lay your hand real close to mind And if your down for it Really down for it, we can go away For the day let our dreams just fade away And then you can go back, can we can go back? [Hook: Kane] Uhh You should be f**in' with me Listen we could get high as a b**h Ay, you should be f**in' with me Listen we could get high as a b**h [Verse 1: Kane] You should be f**in' with me, listen we could get high as a b**h (Ay) After I teach you the ropes, I expect you to riot for this You remind me of my lil b**h You remind me of mami's i hit You could find me online at the vip I got Hennessy and rum its lit I got Tennessee that we could sip Like 3 Six in this b**h (we gettin' throw like pimp) Swear that sh** still don't make sense Summertime I had the Benz Kwess' b**h had brought a friend f** it we gon get it in (uhh) (Get yo bands up) And you roll up just like a real one (You a real n***a, get yo bands up) You roll up just like a... [Verse 3: Charles Tyler] Damn Charles you're immaculate, I never thought that you could rap like this (god damn) I used to get nexted on my nextel Now these hoes only really want me when my pants down Six figure n***a no handouts Better not ask to front me, your b**h p**y smells like lunchmeat And she loves me It ain't even lunchtime, used to bu*t just to grab bu*ts in the lunch line One hell of a punch line sh** I'm spazzing now I'm the captain now and I say it's crunch time My father hail from Trinidad I guess it's meant for me to bust rhymes Little b**h that's a fun size, and I'm tryna get with youuuu [Verse 2: Kwess] So roll up the dope for me If the mood right then you'll get the dopest D If you ride be aware you might die for me Will you pull out the work and scale out a P If a n***a try me will you pull the heat Every time we get high all we do is geek Girl you got your own fire, so pa** me the lighter please [Kane: Hook] Uhh You should be f**in' with me Listen we could get high as a b**h Ay, you should be f**in' with me Listen we could get high as a b**h [Bridge: Ama] I wanna go somewhere Where the wind breeze calls my name Palm trees and coconuts in the sand Lay your hand real close to mind And if your down for it Really down for it, we can go away For the day let our dreams just fade away And then you can go back, can we can go back? [Verse 4: Kwess] She throw it back when I tell her to Shawty act like she bullet proof n***as shootin', she be shootin' too Hand on the bible, never tell the truth Beat the case now we in the beach rollin boof, (sh**) beat the case now we on the beach rollin boof Can you roll this for meeee (now spark that sh**, now spark that sh**)