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Faux. (Fake) Video (MV)




Performed By: Damariõn
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Christian Gilmore




Damariõn - Faux. (Fake) Lyrics




You trying to be a nigga that you not
Thinkin' that you hot
And I'm droppin' you like the top
I don't hang with opps
I'll be posted up on your block
Catch em smoking a cigarette
Light em up and watch it drop
These niggas fake, huh
I don't give a damn what you say, huh
Hop in hop out of the wraith, huh
Get the money soon as a nigga wake up
Don't say nun

Little Five Points
With your bitch
I think I'm the man
Bodyguard got a stick
But I don't need a guard cause I'm armed and I'm rich
And I can't deal with these people
Smell like money it's a stench
(Just let me walkthrough)
Most these niggas smell like shit
Catch me downtown
In a bulletproof whip
I don't drink a lot but I might just take sip
I smoke a lil weed in the sesh then I dip
(Yes I dip dip)
I can't date no hoe
Bitch just give me my face then go
Shooter gone go on my say no so
Now I'm on a plane New York soho
I don't take no no

You trying to be a nigga that you not
Thinkin' that you hot
And I'm droppin' you like the top
I don't hang with opps
I'll be posted up on your block
Catch em smoking a cigarette
Light em up and watch it drop
These niggas fake, huh
I don't give a damn what you say, huh
Hop in hop out of the wraith, huh
Get the money soon as a nigga wake up
Don't say nun

I don't like to talk to much
Please don't try to chop it up
Gotta blizzy we can spark it up
But bitch it ain't no poppin'up
Don't pop up on me bitch
Hawaiian chick named Lilo
I might give the boy a stitch
50 cent I'm a pimp
I own everything
Lil niggas paying rent
K fold chicken wing
I might give the boy a limp
I will never switch on who help me get rich
And he telling he a snitch
He a rat
I don't get it
He so whack
Got the strap in the pack
And my dickies
You wanna live this lifestyle
Lil boy you need to quit it
My niggas ride in bentleys
While your niggas ride in civics
Got a video with bennett
You niggas wishin' you did it

You trying to be a nigga that you not
Thinkin' that you hot
And I'm droppin' you like the top
I don't hang with opps
I'll be posted up on your block
Catch em smoking a cigarette
Light em up and watch it drop
These niggas fake, huh
I don't give a damn what you say, huh
Hop in hop out of the wraith, huh
Get the money soon as a nigga wake up
Don't say nun
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You trying to be a nigga that you not
Thinkin' that you hot
And I'm droppin' you like the top
I don't hang with opps
I'll be posted up on your block
Catch em smoking a cigarette
Light em up and watch it drop
These niggas fake, huh
I don't give a damn what you say, huh
Hop in hop out of the wraith, huh
Get the money soon as a nigga wake up
Don't say nun

Little Five Points
With your bitch
I think I'm the man
Bodyguard got a stick
But I don't need a guard cause I'm armed and I'm rich
And I can't deal with these people
Smell like money it's a stench
(Just let me walkthrough)
Most these niggas smell like shit
Catch me downtown
In a bulletproof whip
I don't drink a lot but I might just take sip
I smoke a lil weed in the sesh then I dip
(Yes I dip dip)
I can't date no hoe
Bitch just give me my face then go
Shooter gone go on my say no so
Now I'm on a plane New York soho
I don't take no no

You trying to be a nigga that you not
Thinkin' that you hot
And I'm droppin' you like the top
I don't hang with opps
I'll be posted up on your block
Catch em smoking a cigarette
Light em up and watch it drop
These niggas fake, huh
I don't give a damn what you say, huh
Hop in hop out of the wraith, huh
Get the money soon as a nigga wake up
Don't say nun

I don't like to talk to much
Please don't try to chop it up
Gotta blizzy we can spark it up
But bitch it ain't no poppin'up
Don't pop up on me bitch
Hawaiian chick named Lilo
I might give the boy a stitch
50 cent I'm a pimp
I own everything
Lil niggas paying rent
K fold chicken wing
I might give the boy a limp
I will never switch on who help me get rich
And he telling he a snitch
He a rat
I don't get it
He so whack
Got the strap in the pack
And my dickies
You wanna live this lifestyle
Lil boy you need to quit it
My niggas ride in bentleys
While your niggas ride in civics
Got a video with bennett
You niggas wishin' you did it

You trying to be a nigga that you not
Thinkin' that you hot
And I'm droppin' you like the top
I don't hang with opps
I'll be posted up on your block
Catch em smoking a cigarette
Light em up and watch it drop
These niggas fake, huh
I don't give a damn what you say, huh
Hop in hop out of the wraith, huh
Get the money soon as a nigga wake up
Don't say nun
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Writer: Christian Gilmore
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