REALU Lyrics

I just wanna know the real you

When it comes down to it, I just wanna know the real you

I know you're m.i.a , miss ya touch , I just wanna feel you

No this ain't spades, play with one of mines

Pussy boy , I'll kill you

I wanted you bad , took you from your man, I had to steal you

You want more cash, you want more bags, yeah, I feel you

They already know what I'm saying, I don't gotta touch em, I know that they feel me

I'm on the x with two baddies , they wanna make a porno

They talking bout film me

And I told gwapiana , wapiana , oxyiana

I love y'all for real

And I just did a show, I got the dough , came back we performed in philly

And I don't even fuckin' know, that childish hoe , everything that she do, it's so kiddy

I was in NY, getting high, higher then the building in the city

I don't even fuck with it , fuck that shit, pussy boy, I can't show you no pity

And I just met the hoe for one night

I surfed in it, dived in the kitty

Man, I hate to say hello,

I got all of the strings in my hand, I can play and just pull it like cello

She tryna get me on my mood, I been chillin', I'm tryna be mellow

I got a bad bitch , gon' pull up and ride on my Johnson, she shake it like jello

Show the real you, I'll show you the real me,

Im in love with the money and guap

And I love on the pills love the oxy, and I love touching all on your body

Is you with me or is you against me?

Paranoid think they all is against me

Paranoia

They didn't hear me before, now I'm going up, I'm making noise

I don't fuck with a lot of shit, bitch i get quickly annoyed

The real me gon' hop in the coupe,

Fuck it up

Almost died in the V why'd the car get destroyed

I died and came back, now they all say what's up

When I'm empty, boot up off the pills , fill the void

When it comes down to it, I just wanna know the real you

I know you're m.i.a , miss ya touch , I just wanna feel you

No this ain't spades, play with one of mines

Pussy boy , I'll kill you

I wanted you bad , took you from your man, I had to steal you

You want more cash, you want more bags, yeah, I feel you

When it comes down to it, I just wanna know the real you

I know you're m.i.a , miss ya touch , I just wanna feel you

No this ain't spades, play with one of mines

Pussy boy , I'll kill you

I wanted you bad , took you from your man, I had to steal you