Chip

Chip - R.N.F. (London Boy) feat. T.I. & Jeremih lyrics

rate me

[Hook]

Yeah, can’t remember what the hell I did

Or how I got here

But all I know is niggas wanna talk

Cause the baddest bitches round here

We ain’t going nowhere, going nowhere

Here forever, fuck what they say

Know we don’t play

Real niggas forever, ever

Real niggas forever, ever

Pour me another son, I’m in the zone

Came by myself, but I ain’t leavin on my own

Loving it in places I’m ashamed to say I go

In the strip club tryina find the next amber rose

The higher goes my salary, the lower goes my sanity

I’m puffin on this blunt, got me bad with gravity

Find myself catching feelings, I destroy it down

Cause most the girl I’m fuckin got a boyfriend

I’m goin in, I’m goin in, I’m goin in

London boy in town you know I do my fuckin thing

ciroc for my niggas, shots for the bitches

Can I get a witness but there ain’t no love for snitches

It’s the life I wanna live until I’m buried

Number of girls I don’t count they’re too many

But times moves on but people don’t change

Can’t remember last night, I bet tonight will be the same, for real

That’s real talk!

[Hook]

Yeah, can’t remember what the hell I did

Or how I got here

But all I know is niggas wanna talk

Cause the baddest bitches round here

We ain’t going nowhere, going nowhere

Here forever, fuck what they say

Know we don’t play

Real niggas forever, ever

Real niggas forever, ever

Sucker niggas be hating but fuck it, I get money then

Hunned blunt rolls roller skatin with a bunch of hoes

He ain’t the hustle, I don’t give a shit about it

Prolly kept me rollin on molly, menagin on a Friday

All we do is parle, keep it real with niggas

Who done kept it real since niggas was sharing buffalo wings dinners

What’s the definition in a win winners

Can’t police to keep a pussy wet by just being with her

You see they came with her, then claiming he ain’t hit her

We gdod, we mob, my niggas green getters

You throwing money, all she wanna do is roll an L

Then pop a pill, while I beat it till that pussy swell

They won’t be back in jail, ain’t that a hater to you

Cause I’m playing with bout 50 mill, kickin flavor till you

You don’t like it to you, nah

Still the fact remain, hustle game, real niggas

Some thangs never change, yeah!

[Hook]

Yeah, can’t remember what the hell I did

Or how I got here

But all I know is niggas wanna talk

Cause the baddest bitches round here

We ain’t going nowhere, going nowhere

Here forever, fuck what they say

Know we don’t play

Real niggas forever, ever

Real niggas forever, ever.

Thanks to turk jerk for correcting these lyrics

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Anonymous
Sunday 17th of February 2013 09:40
big up T.I