Broke ass bitch you upset me
Can't come around you yo energy depress me
I told I was a savage when you met me
Don't deserve that pussy but you still should bless me
I ain't gotta press you I know you gon let me
Cuz I ain't met a zone bitch that wasn't jettie
Stall me out and I'm gon start f*ckin yo bestie
That pussy don't hold enough power to stress me
You ain't no Coca Cola bitch you a Pepsi
I told I don't FaceTime just text me
I ain't no singer just be f*ckin up these melodies
I'm just a dreamer wit some first degree felonies
These niggas posing - I'm just the best me
Just left the Westin they gon need some fresh sheets
Send my prayers up tell yo angels protect me
Lord I just want a bigger bag that bring less heat
Real Thing Video (MV)
Performed By: Jose Reece
Language: English
Length: 1:37
Written by: Jana Hunter, Arthur Andrew Bates, Ariel Zvi Rechtshaid
Jose Reece - Real Thing Lyrics
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Broke ass bitch you upset me
Can't come around you yo energy depress me
I told I was a savage when you met me
Don't deserve that pussy but you still should bless me
I ain't gotta press you I know you gon let me
Cuz I ain't met a zone bitch that wasn't jettie
Stall me out and I'm gon start f*ckin yo bestie
That pussy don't hold enough power to stress me
You ain't no Coca Cola bitch you a Pepsi
I told I don't FaceTime just text me
I ain't no singer just be f*ckin up these melodies
I'm just a dreamer wit some first degree felonies
These niggas posing - I'm just the best me
Just left the Westin they gon need some fresh sheets
Send my prayers up tell yo angels protect me
Lord I just want a bigger bag that bring less heat
Can't come around you yo energy depress me
I told I was a savage when you met me
Don't deserve that pussy but you still should bless me
I ain't gotta press you I know you gon let me
Cuz I ain't met a zone bitch that wasn't jettie
Stall me out and I'm gon start f*ckin yo bestie
That pussy don't hold enough power to stress me
You ain't no Coca Cola bitch you a Pepsi
I told I don't FaceTime just text me
I ain't no singer just be f*ckin up these melodies
I'm just a dreamer wit some first degree felonies
These niggas posing - I'm just the best me
Just left the Westin they gon need some fresh sheets
Send my prayers up tell yo angels protect me
Lord I just want a bigger bag that bring less heat
Writer: Jana Hunter, Arthur Andrew Bates, Ariel Zvi Rechtshaid
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.