lirik lagu real recognize rio - million dolla mouthpiece
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
ayy, ayy, pew, pew, pew, pew (ayy, this dee low with then 808s?)
yeah, yeah, look (dee low, where you get them 808s? them b~tches hot)
[verse 1]
i’m tired of this chain, ’bout to go and buy another one
my main b~tch, ’cause her friend, i’ve been f~ckin’ her, i f~ck ’em and i’m duckin’
on god, these pity ass hoes ain’t sh~t, so i hope you ain’t trustin’ ’em
ain’t sh~t either, so i can’t be mad at ’em
n~gga throwin’ shots, i’ma throw somethin’ back at him
y’all n~ggas rupaul, triple going overhaul
one foot on they neck, another foot on the gas pedal
money gettin’ long, i can get a n~gga touched now
n~gga still sleepin’ on the kid, put the cup down
triple r, zone 6, n~gga like to touchdown
rollie watch bust down, ho wanna f~ck now
heard you still stayin’ with the b~tch, gettin’ kushed out
you ain’t pass sh~t, so she quick to put your stuff out
broke ass n~gga usin’ wifi at your buddy house
ain’t got nowhere to go, so now you sleepin’ on your buddy couch
[chorus]
million dollar mouthpiece, y’all n~ggas talk sh~t
triple gon’ pop that sh~t, ayy
n~ggas know what’s up with me, you know that you can’t f~ck with me
you might as well cut off your d~ck
shots hit his car and they cut off his whip
i heard what you said, i’ma cut off your lips
your b~tch p~ssy good, i’ma nut off the rip
shut a n~gga block down, get the f~ck off the strip, ayy
[verse 2]
somebody call elliot, i need me some heavy sh~t
diamonds in my watch that’s like elvis presley
triple got his blade in the club like wesley
swervin’ in the demon, d~mn near hit a pedestrian
triple r gang, prices lower than a mexican
triple fat n~gga, but get flyer than a pelican
ride a foreign truck, i’m in the front like an elephant
countin’ dirty money, but i’m fresher than a peppermint
every pocket buff, i don’t need a pair of cartier
they slow my young boy in the club, end up 38
i heard he still hatin’ on a n~gga and he 48
n~gga probably mad ’cause i skeeted in his daughter face
walkin’ wells fargo, b~tch, i got the bank on me
popeye, cleaner than a b~tch, ain’t a stain on me
million dollar n~gga with no watch or no chain on me
n~gga throwin’ shots at the kid, put a name on it
[interlude]
p~ssy
yeah, n~gga, put a name on that sh~t, n~gga
stop talkin’ all that sh~t, n~gga, you comin’ sideways, come direct, n~gga
i ain’t gon’ see that sh~t, you feel what i’m sayin’? haha
scary ass n~gga, b~tch, triple in this motherf~cker, n~gga
bring that motherf~cker back in, yeah, ayy
[chorus]
million dollar mouthpiece, y’all n~ggas talk sh~t
triple gon’ pop that sh~t
n~ggas know what’s up with me, you know that you can’t f~ck with me
you might as well cut off your d~ck
shots hit his car and they cut off his whip
i heard what you said, i’ma cut off your lips
your b~tch p~ssy good, i’ma nut off the rip
shut a n~gga block down, get the f~ck off the strip
[verse 3]
yeah, triple mr. t in this b~tch rockin’ thirty chains
i ain’t got a mohawk, waves all in my fade
mj slam, dunk your b~tch, then fadeaway
triple gang n~gga got the juice like minute maid
y’all n~ggas b~tches, trippin’ ’cause you got a pistol
when i see you, i’ma up the steel on you, n~gga, anyways
triple ain’t sh~t, life rich, homie
but the way i’ve been sh~ttin’ on ’em make these p~ssy n~ggas feel the way
coco that fresh, i get dressed in the cash
i’m dressin’ and all my pockets full of sacks
got tricks on my fleece, i’m like inspector gadget
your n~gga ride d~ck for money, he a f~ggot
have fans that’ll ask for lease inside the rover
this b~tch was too little for me, i couldn’t wear it
i gotta watch what i say around these n~ggas
they say what they heard, remind me of a parrot
your money ’bout short as a midget
how you gon’ beef with me, n~gga? won’t pay you attention
won’t give you no free promotion, triple just gon’ look over you, i won’t even give you a mention
i’m ridin’ with a thick b~tch, but she bad as a motherf~cker, i might give her a whipping
pockets fat as a big b~tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout pressure, but triple be chasin’ the chicken
[chorus]
million dollar mouthpiece, y’all n~ggas talk sh~t
triple gon’ pop that—
godd~mn, sh~t over with already?
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