
lirik lagu big yavo - faking the funk
[intro]
they fakin’
how the f~ck you a stepper? havin’ no pressure, left your drac’ in the trunk
how the f~ck you a stepper? you ain’t got opps, you got your— (right now, they fakin’ the funk, ayo, fiji got that sauce)
oh, that’s him? not like he havin’
[verse]
ayy, these n~ggas fakin’ the funk (they fake)
how the f~ck you a stepper, claim you a shooter, but your drac’ in the trunk? (huh?)
he must catch his plays in the bed (why?) ’cause the sh~t he servin’ is bunk (bunk~ass)
you ever hop out that mille (that millie), then you know that it hit just like a punk (a 10)
my alien got locked and couldn’t send mе no boxes, can’t lie, that sh~t felt likе a slump (free benny)
baby so fine and she came with some hips, i told her, “come bring me that rump” (bring me that ass, come bring it)
baby got brain and her sh~t a masterpiece, that sh~t’ll make you say, “uh” (uh)
pimp k dad, give me a chance, i make the b~tch say, “ooh~wee”
i got some thick sh~t from new orleans, she call me her juvie
remember my money was tight, i couldn’t even roll up in a looseleaf
back~to~back, rollin’ up swishers (that ‘za), i might come through in a fiscal (come fiscal)
i feel like a ref’, all blue, baby, just know i’m official (phew)
i gave him a chance and the lil’ n~gga blowed it, you would think the pair was a whistle (was a whistle)
she hopped in the car and did somethin’ wrong, is your simp ass still gon’ kiss her? (you dumb)
claim he ain’t stuntin’ the b~tch, but he found out, i bet he gon’ k!ll her (k!ll her, dumbass)
lil’ bro temper small like biggie (smalls), lamb’ truck hoggin’ the lane like piggies (like pigs)
[chorus]
i know that he told you he havin’ (what?), but baby, he fakin’ the funk (he fakin’)
you asked for some money, he told you he got it in cash, he fakin’ the funk (he cap)
that n~gga ain’t got it in cash, he lyin’ to your ass, buddy a chump (he yap)
i hate n~ggas yap like they up, puttin’ on a front but broke as the f~ck (on granny)
these n~ggas fakin’ the funk (they fakin’ it), i call this sh~t fakin’ the funk (it’s fake)
man, take your hand out your pocket, you ain’t havin’ no fire, these n~ggas fakin’ the clutch (y’all ain’t got no gun)
these n~ggas rappin’ ’bout pain, they ain’t went through no hurt, n~ggas fakin’ the crutch
‘fore yay ride with these fake~ass n~ggas, i’ll go take me a bus (yuton)
ask chris tucker, cleary bro hit, have ’em all gone in a rush, out (runnin’ out)
man, them boys stinky as f~ck, them hoes at the trap so sour
ninety~nine shots in the clip (huh?), i’m a cover boy like jae crowder (clover boy)
baby a stallion, she make me say, “howdy”
tell the opps, “let’s hoop,” i’m shoot if you foulin’
[outro]
don’t put your hands on me, p~ssy~ass n~gga, we just linkin’ up (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
we, we gon’ link up, we gon’ squash everything and we gon’ hoop (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
but if one of you b~tch~ass n~ggas foul me (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
i’ma step back and james harden one you of b~tch~ass n~ggas (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
that’s on granny, n~gga
but guess what though? these n~ggas fakin’ the funk
n~gga claim he up and n~gga fake as the f~ck
he fakin’, he broke, he barely makin’ it (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
on god, that’s why he on my page mad, commentin’ under all my sh~t (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
sayin’ this and that, but he fake, he broke, he he ain’t got no motion (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
that’s why he keep fallin’ out and arguin’ with you, you don’t get what’s goin’ on?
get his fake, broke ass from out your house, baby (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
and come over here with the clover, i’m tellin’, we gon’— (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
we gon’ show you why these, these n~ggas fakin’ the funk (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
like everything real over here
them n~ggas is not real, them n~ggas is fake (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
they jewelry ain’t real, fakin’ the funk, them n~ggas is bap, yap (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
these n~ggas is lyin’ to y’all (man, oh man, these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
on granny, they watch is fake, i, i can put this sh~t on my papa (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
they clovers fake, i know they lyin’ (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
it’s like i know they lyin’ to y’all (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
like it’s no way they not lyin’ to y’all (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
i seen this sh~t with my own eyes
’cause if, if you tellin’ the truth, like why y’all arguin’? (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
why did he say he had the cash? (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
then when you asked him where he was at, he disappeared (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
that don’t even make sense, he’s lyin’ to you (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
then he said he went to sleep, but how the f~ck you go to sleep and you woke back up broke? (these n~ggas fakin’ the funk)
b~tch~ass n~gga
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