IamSU! - Only That Real (Remix) lyrics
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Feat. Yo Gotti & French Montana
Oh, I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
So I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about yeah, yeah
Found blue MWA
You can hang with this baby
But you cannot stay
Bitches loving nigga,
You would think I’m tray
I throw it back far and see Kate
Don’t stop, get it,
Get it one time for real
And they got big dreams,
Well your mind for real
I heard you’re tryin’ to sing,
Do you wanna sign the deal?
You wanna fall back
Just take your time and chill,
I’ll be whiling new
Like please believe me,
If you really fucking with me
Stay here like jeezy
Well you like that,
I like that too
She got kicked out the club
I brought her right back through
I got your juice like that,
I can get away with murder,
And if you ain’t knowin’
You should go ahead and learn it,
Burn it, high shit,
Cut it all like a surgeon,
I’m spurgin’
I’ll flash it,
‘til the day that they burn it
Oh, I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
So I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking yeah, yeah
Now I got fear of the dark
Fell in love with a bitch in Orleans
And get fucked like this before
Bad bitch
She introduced me to the main drinks
I introduced her to the egg right
Fucked her on the first night
So all my dogs down
If they don’t do nothin’ else
And all the hoes around
You won’t hear nothin’ else
Money on the ground
Man we let shit fly
And when the haters around
Young boys gonna fight
I might pull up in a brick truck
You don’t know that new shit
Nigga bring it up
Oh, I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
So I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about yeah, yeah
I see what I talk about
All money comin’ in
No money comin’ out
I’ll stack it to the roof
Child ripped the ceiling up
Back seat coming out
New stones cost about 3 homes
Got the strip club jumpin’ like in each home
She a model ,but a stripper on Friday
Bend it over
Chris Lighty, I’mma violate it
Get to this money now
See the young pimp shinnin’
Homie why hate?
All this money
You still owe us money
And we get all this money
Oh, I’mma throw this money,
Don’t stop, go crazy
I’mma make it back,
Don’t stop, go crazy
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit
That’s what I’m talking about
Only that real shit,
That’s what I’m talking about yeah, yeah
My role model used to drive us all
Still got every chain I have from the start
Just a victim of our dinner death
them whole niggas or the Victoria Secret call,
think em you ??, money talk so I say somethin’
Playin’ some, why every time I do it bitch
It feel like I ate some
Real shit, got the A lock with my rollie on the weps,
calls call her, babe watch nigga they watch nigga
put it dinner same box nigga, put a fucking dread lock in it
hey, throw this money
but trap my habitat, woke up with money,
‘cause I wanna sleep with racks,
Real shit
Hook:
Oh, I’ma throw this money, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
I’ma make it back, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
So I’ma throw this money, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
I’ma make it back, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
Only that real shit, that’s why I’m talking about only that real shit
That’s why I’m talking ‘bout only that real shit
That’s why I’m talking ‘bout only that real shit,
That’s why I’m talking yeah, yeah.
[Sage The Gemini:]
This is why you’re knowin’ the man
You say you hop the dream, buzzin’ like a live a lam
Break your hoes on, turn my beat boy stains
Making this money bye bye like the N Sync dance
I’ll be runnin in your mama like molly A steps
And I’ma ball ass nigga bang with express,
Oh yeah, I’m from 7-0-7
Used to be .. in front the seven Atlanta,
Yeah, you know she down for a mack
She make a jump like a hoe on the iPhone app like holla
Give it that rain more door, ride it like escape
Boy going hard after record power.
Now this is only for family, kick it girl,
bring her back Friday like Stanley
The best French man, but you real not ..
racks on racks, do you cannot bare me?
Hook:
Oh, I’ma throw this money, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
I’ma make it back, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
So I’ma throw this money, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
I’ma make it back, (don’t stop, go crazy!)
Only that real shit, that’s why I’m talking about only that real shit
That’s why I’m talking ‘bout only that real shit
That’s why I’m talking ‘bout only that real shit,
That’s why I’m talking yeah, yeah.
Don’t stop, go crazy!
Don’t stop, go crazy!
Don’t stop, go crazy!
Don’t stop, go crazy!
Yeah yeah
