Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real or Fake, artist - Tyga. Album song #BitchImTheShit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.11.2014
Record label: Mix Factory
Song language: English
Real or Fake |
| Kill a flow cuckoomani, last king and on the daily, |
| Call a mother fucker, buy the government, but call me crazy! |
| Yeah I’m on that fucking juice, |
| Have a sip I’ll fuck you later, |
| Money on my table, pick it up, I’ll call it tip the waiter, |
| Yeah, I’m the first to last, alpha, omega, |
| I ain’t trying to talk, bitch I’m concentrating! |
| I’m the dopest nigga, word to Ronald Reagan |
| She don’t play no games, she blow me like a Sega. |
| Hundred thousand on my tax, |
| Twenty thousand on my tats, |
| No lie, I’ve got twelve hundred snapbacks, |
| Go yard everywhere, bitch I’m ballin, |
| Young money running shit, you niggas just jogging, |
| Shoutout Drizzy I’m posted in Toronto, |
| Ice so bright, diamonds on vinalargo |
| Uh, wine bottles, Uh barely drunk, |
| Shades on nigga don’t be trying to say what’s up! |
| Cause you’re real or fake, real or fake, |
| Real or fake, real or fake! |
| Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake, |
| Real or fake, real or fake! |
| Real or fake, real or fake! |
| Real or fake, real or fake! |
| Yeah, real or fake! |
| Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake, |
| Yeah, real or fake, bitch! |
| Hotter then the summer coupe |
| South beach fountain blue, |
| Cherry pie leather seats rubies on tomato soup, |
| German shepherd in my engine, barking at you scary bitches, |
| Best defense, nigga money kissin?! |
| Had a couple tickets, I was young into wrestling, |
| Choke slam a nigga, big show pick ‘em. |
| I’m on my P’s and Q’s, |
| I don’t ask questions, I figure shit out, |
| Multiplying decimals, |
| Son of Hecklin in my denim, lick the bullet like a lizard, |
| Couldn’t see me with a sigma, definately ill autism, |
| Hard alliance but its Tyga hotter then a fucking iron, |
| Put that bitch on silent cause she talking like she tiring, |
| Too much, Uh niggas say they baby mommas love me, |
| Crazy, I was on a tour with Diddy counting that Ciroc money, |
| But it’s young money, YM hoe, |
| T Raw go, nigga they know! |
| Real or fake, real or fake! |
| Real or fake, real or fake |
| Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake, |
| Real or fake, real or fake, bitch! |
| Real or fake, real or fake, bitch! |
| Real or fake, real or fake, bitch! |
| Yeah, real or fake! |
| Most bitches, niggas gone be real or fake, |
| Yeah, real or fake, bitch! |
| I ain’t got no time! |
| I ain’t got no time! |
| I ain’t got no time! |
| Stop blowin up my cellphone, |
| I ain’t got no time! |
| I ain’t got no time! |
| I ain’t got no time! |
| Stop blowing up my cellphone |