MO3 - For Real Lyrics

(If you don't get the f*ck out of there)
(What are you doing, Aray?)
What you want me to do?
I don't know nothin' 'bout that romantic shit
I'm a thug, baby, for real
Makin' my way downtown
She walkin' fast
Her big body bend when I'm near, huh
I pulled up on it and smash (skrrt)
She say that she hate the way I act
But f*ck all of that, yeah
I f*ck off then f*ck up some racks
Gucci belt buckle holdin' my strap, ah

Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug, for real
I come from the mud, for real
I'm tryna f*ck and chill
You know what it was, for real
We ran it up, but still
I'm not tryna cuff, for real

We in the club, for real
My hitters order a bottle
They sellin' drugs, for real
Security told me, "Chill"
I snuck in with the ratchet, but still
I'm 'bout that action, for real
I will flip yo' ass backwards with them
She like me a lot, for real
But I'm from the block for real
I bought her red bottom heels
Took her down to LA in them heels
I come from the bottom
She get on top and she like to ride it
We get it poppin', she on a Molly
She give me sloppy when I be drivin'
She in love, she gone
Call the plug, we on
Ferris wheel, 'round and 'round
Beat it down, get it on
I think I'm in love, for real
Or it might be lust, for real
But I cannot trust, for real
But this is for us, for real

Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug, for real
I come from the mud, for real
I'm tryna f*ck and chill
You know what it was, for real
We ran it up, but still
I'm not tryna cuff, for real
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug, for real
I come from the mud, for real
I'm tryna f*ck and chill
You know what it was, for real
We ran it up, but still
I'm not tryna cuff, for real

This shit done got too real
Baby, I'm just too real
I bought a house on the hill
I bought the whip and the grill
Jump out the whip with that stick on my hip
She get the dick then I dip
Big ol' booty, when she throw it, it flip
Slow motion, it's for real
We rollin' this, for real
Goin' up, I'm so for real
Count it up, I'm so for real
Run it up, ho, I want them M's
I'm in the clutch and it's up in the field
You know wassup with the kid, that's for real
She got a problem, we gotta solve it
I'm bein' honest, I tell her stop it
Girl, you a goddess, you got a body
Girl, you my pizza, I am the toppings

Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug, for real
I come from the mud, for real
I'm tryna f*ck and chill
You know what it was, for real
We ran it up, but still
I'm not tryna cuff, for real
Oh, she in love for real
Don't know why she love the kid
I am a thug, for real
I come from the mud, for real
I'm tryna f*ck and chill
You know what it was, for real
We ran it up, but still
I'm not tryna cuff, for real