Yolo Cruzz - Real 1 (feat. Romell Kidd) Lyrics

You're killing me, Richie
Leave that nigga alone
Leave that nigga at home
Don't you answer your phone

You're the real one
Leave that nigga alone
Leave that nigga at home
Don't you answer your phone

You're the real one
Let's drop the top on the coupe
I'll take you shopping for shoes
Fittin' hotness for the food

You need a real one
Got a pocket full of cash
You ain't even gotta ask
Now she gettin' this and that

She with a real one
I step in this bitch like the man
Hold up, I am the man
Robbin' juice in my pants

You want it, I get it, I got it
This money ain't nothin' but profit
We takin' a trip overseas
And I'ma bless you if you sneeze

Yeah
Imagine Rollies with the face out
Put some good f*ck you face down
I'ma eat it from the waist down

I'ma be the catcher case now
Heard your nigga got you stressed out
Tell me what that's about
Chill and relax now

You can just come over my house
And we can get it in anyway
Got you ballin' like Michael J
Body thick like Lisa Rae

Baby girl, I just wanna taste
So lay a nigga, I'ma upgrade
F*ck around and have you up late
Your last nigga was a mistake

Your last nigga was a mistake
Leave that nigga alone
Leave that nigga at home
Don't you answer your phone

You with a real one
Leave that nigga alone
Leave that nigga at home
Don't you answer your phone

You with a real one
Next drop, the tap on the coupe
I take you shopping for shoes
Baby, honey's for the food

You need a real one
Got a pocket full of cash
You ain't even gotta ask
Now she's gettin' this and that

She with a real one
Leave your nigga alone
Leave your nigga at home
Why you keep callin' your phone

Let her know that you a role
I know what's better with me
She wanna fly overseas
Now she been climbin' for weeks

And she reclinin' with me
She wanna know what it be like
Hangin' in the tree lap
Yarnin' to the B-Wife

She wanna be on the hoes
Niggas for the stones
Yeah, that B.I.P. life
Got a nigga countin'

She know sellin' on us
People talkin' like he Nino
She don't wanna see no haters talkin'
Sleepin' one o'clock in front of Nino

She don't wanna waste time
Givin' you the best time
You know I'm the best line
In the foreign, tryna erase mine

Heard about this dude
Wanna know if it's true
She just wanna feel approved
This is the life that you into

Leave that nigga alone
Leave that nigga at home
Don't you answer your phone
You with a real one

Leave that nigga alone
Leave that nigga at home
Don't you answer your phone
You with a real one

This drop the top on the coupe
I take you supper for shoes
B.B. Hunnids for the food
You need a real one

Got a pocket full of cash
You ain't even gotta ask
Master gettin' this or that
She with a real one