Real Witcha Lyrics – My_Kayla

Real Witcha Lyrics by My_Kayla

What a real n#gg#
Come f#ck with a real n#gg#
What a real n#gg#
That beat gon’ bump

Her #ss real plump
I smoke that skunk
That trap gon’ jump
Boy what I’m worth is

Out this earth and
Making moola is most urgent
Trackhawk for a real n#gg# (switching lanes)
Black card on a real n#gg# (too much cash)

If you cool might chill with ya’ (I just might)
Wanna f#ck to keep it real withcha
It ain’t nothing to trick on her (cha-ching)
If the p#ss# good, I’ma spend on her

Said she straight still bent over (gimmie that)
Now she inviting her friends over
I’m from the city of the champions (Cleveland)
We love Bone more than calcium (un hum)

We smoke then we f#ck, then we f#ck and we smoke
And I swear we the happiest (oop oop oop)
She wanted to see me
We drinking Bellinis

She want a new purse
What’s a wish to a genie
I call her Whodini
That #ss is so fat that it hid the bikini

We ride Lamborghini
My b#tch and her booty
Get all my attention
I rub it so much, that I’m causing some friction

I fly her out frequent, so she can take pictures
No job in a while, but I swear I got richer
I keep a peace of mind
In some Yeezy slides

Some Dior sandals
Or some Birkenstock’s
sh#t whatever pair
That’s not the focus here

‘Cause I stay on fire
Call Smokey Bear
I can still f#ck, but Ion f#ck my ex’s (un umh)
Chain so heavy can’t wear my necklace (un hum)

On a yacht just watching Netflix
Once we dock you can hit the exit (b#tch)
That beat gon’ bump
Her #ss real plump

I smoke that skunk
That trap gon’ jump
Boy what I’m worth is
Out this earth and

Making moola is most urgent
Trackhawk for a real n#gg# (switching lanes)
Black card on a real n#gg# (too much cash)
If you cool might chill with ya’ (I just might)

Wanna f#ck to keep it real withcha
This Dolce & Gabbana (Gabbana)
I smell like designer
And I’m cleaner

In Marine Serre
He-he-he-he-ha
Like the Misdemeanor
Word to Zell (Big Zeus)

When I did sell
I use to eyeball it, I ain’t need a scale
I’m for real, you can ask Miguel (Shug Stuntt)
We was hitting plays like the NFL (bow bow bow)

And I’m accurate, when I’m after it
If you act a clown, get this magic trick
Drink a half a fifth, with my Tampa b#tch
Now she suck it hard like the straw was bent

You can’t tamper with, the package talented
Teach a lesson, sh#t I’m the faculty
I’m from Cleveland, it’s a different galaxy
If you sweet they might pull ya’ cavity

I’m too hot, I need to cool it down (bow bow bow)
I got a view and a pool now (bow bow bow)
You hoes scary when the Boo in town (bow bow bow)
2-seater with the rudest sounds (bow bow bow)

b#tch I’m riding with the boobies out (bow bow bow)
I’m the best I can prove it now (let’s do it) (bow bow bow)
Make room b#tch scoot it down (bow bow bow)
Tell the other rap hoes that the ruler’s out (bow bow bow)

That beat gon’ bump
Her #ss real plump
I smoke that skunk
That trap gon’ jump

Boy what I’m worth is
Out this earth and
Making moola this is urgent
Trackhawk for a real n#gg# (switching lanes)

Black card on a real n#gg# (too much cash)
If you cool might chill with ya’ (I just might)
Wanna f#ck to keep it real withcha
Bow bow bow get it

Bow bow bow let’s get it
Bow bow bow hit it
Bow bow bow let’s get it
Bow bow bow let’s get it

Bow bow bow let’s get it
Bow bow bow let’s get it
Bow bow bow I hit it
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My_Kayla Lyrics – Real Witcha

My_Kayla

Real Witcha