Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real Nigga Love , by - Waka Flocka Flame. Release date: 25.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Real Nigga Love |
| Now what them real niggas like? |
| Molly’s in my liquor |
| Prescription pills and weed |
| That’s a real nigga drug |
| Show some pussy make a real nigga throw it up |
| Throw it up |
| Show some love |
| Just because you a bad bitch |
| Just because you on your grind girl |
| I respect everything you do |
| Work mama |
| Work mama |
| Work mama |
| Get them bands ho |
| Work mama, work mama |
| Slip them grands ho |
| We caught eye contact |
| I walked up on her like |
| «Girl you got one bright future» |
| I’m her boyfriends nightmare, Freddy Kruger |
| Pussy good so I bust up with a broken back, |
| Beat the pussy, Lex Luger |
| Boom, boom, boom |
| Get low like some 808s |
| Got the squares out my circle now my paper straight |
| Bitch, I got work on layaway |
| Bitch, I got work on labor day |
| Molly’s in her liquor |
| Prescription pills and weed |
| That’s a real drug |
| I got all the bad bitches |
| I got all the real niggas |
| Turn her house into a club |
| Turn her house into a club |
| She don’t want a scrub she want that real nigga love |
| She gave me mouth in the tub |
| Then she walked out, kissed you like «Whaaaat?!» |
| Turn her house into the club |
| Turn her house into a club |
| Turn the house into the club |
| «Nigga whaaaat?!» |
| Turn her house into a club |
| «Nigga whaaaat?!» |
| Eyes big like Kermit the Frog’s |
| All them molly’s and them bars |
| I was chillin' and hanging with stars |
| Crystal don’t come in them bags, they come in jars |
| She came four times, that’s a par |
| Ass so big you can see from far |
| No bar after party in the back seat of my car |
| And you got VIP tickets |
| Pussy knee deep in it |
| Cut my hands stomp my feet in it |
| Fall asleep in it |
| Might pass out in it |
| Going hard like the 9th inning |
| Spend the night in it |
| I’mma throw a party at her momma house |
| Her momma fine I’mma put in her momma mouth |
| Short dog, I stay with the hoes |
| But never in my life will I stay with a ho |
| I’m on the go |
| Middle of the summer with some snow |
| Popping pills and these bitches want blow |
| Whatever I gotta do to get the party started |
| The bitch never stopped once the party started |
| Up all night doing hella shit |
| And when she came out them clothes she was hella thick |
| Bitch was drunker than me on TMZ |
| And if you seen that shit boy I was hella lit |
| She said: «Why the call you Short, you got hella dick» |
| If you ain’t sucking on it bitch it’s irrelevant |
| She started sucking me up for the hell of it |
| And I busted in the face of that pretty little yellow bitch |