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I'm Fo Real [Prod. By Dun Deal] Lyrics
| Song | I'm Fo Real [Prod. By Dun Deal] |
| Artist | Young Thug |
| Album | 1017 Thug |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jeffry Williams | |
| 作曲 : Jeffry Williams | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| All my bitches say I act so numb | |
| 'Cause I got four birds on Christmas | |
| I got so many birds stuffed in a rental | |
| I might get one of them ****ed off in a bando | |
| Hey bro, we got a lot of work to do bay | |
| I not gonna let her get in my head like crochets | |
| I got a habit of buying my kids all the new J's | |
| I'm just boolin' in that Phantom drinkin' on bool-aid | |
| Okay Boo, okay mother****in' Boo | |
| Let's break the rules, if I don't know you niggas, you food | |
| Ayy, grab that tool, that Lil Mexico, that wooly, wooly, wooly | |
| Been through hell, but I'm God's gift like Kooly, Kooly | |
| Shout out to Skooly, Skooly | |
| My life the truthest, truthest, woah | |
| I'm just bickin' it with my bloods and we boolin', boolin' | |
| A motion picture, picture my life is a movie, movie, movie | |
| Like Shaq feet, y'all been gay | |
| But I hope my career will take me a long way | |
| A long way, a long way | |
| [Chorus] | |
| She went and tell her friend about the way I'm hitting it | |
| She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys | |
| She tell her friend she was never in them Remy's | |
| She like how the hell you put fifty-thousand in these skinnies? | |
| Now I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Now I'm a boss you gotta keep me out your business | |
| And when I hit it, I'ma get inside her kidney | |
| I drink that lean all day, I don't have no limit | |
| And just like Master P, change the Alley boy image | |
| These niggas singing on they partner without a Grammy award | |
| I'm in that 2015 fish with the sign like a fork | |
| Yeah, and then that Masi | |
| I rap for myself, I don't really rap for anybody | |
| My real name Jeffrey and I ran around the lobby | |
| I got a hundred thousand packs, who wanna buy it? | |
| I get a geek, she be sneakin' on that molly | |
| And I'm swagged the **** out, I don't need a stylist | |
| [Chorus] | |
| She went and tell her friend about the way I'm hitting it | |
| She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys | |
| She tell her friend she was never in them Remy's | |
| She like how the hell you put fifty-thousand in these skinnies? | |
| Now I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real |
| zuo ci : Jeffry Williams | |
| zuo qu : Jeffry Williams | |
| Verse 1 | |
| All my bitches say I act so numb | |
| ' Cause I got four birds on Christmas | |
| I got so many birds stuffed in a rental | |
| I might get one of them ed off in a bando | |
| Hey bro, we got a lot of work to do bay | |
| I not gonna let her get in my head like crochets | |
| I got a habit of buying my kids all the new J' s | |
| I' m just boolin' in that Phantom drinkin' on boolaid | |
| Okay Boo, okay mother in' Boo | |
| Let' s break the rules, if I don' t know you niggas, you food | |
| Ayy, grab that tool, that Lil Mexico, that wooly, wooly, wooly | |
| Been through hell, but I' m God' s gift like Kooly, Kooly | |
| Shout out to Skooly, Skooly | |
| My life the truthest, truthest, woah | |
| I' m just bickin' it with my bloods and we boolin', boolin' | |
| A motion picture, picture my life is a movie, movie, movie | |
| Like Shaq feet, y' all been gay | |
| But I hope my career will take me a long way | |
| A long way, a long way | |
| Chorus | |
| She went and tell her friend about the way I' m hitting it | |
| She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys | |
| She tell her friend she was never in them Remy' s | |
| She like how the hell you put fiftythousand in these skinnies? | |
| Now I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now I' m a boss you gotta keep me out your business | |
| And when I hit it, I' ma get inside her kidney | |
| I drink that lean all day, I don' t have no limit | |
| And just like Master P, change the Alley boy image | |
| These niggas singing on they partner without a Grammy award | |
| I' m in that 2015 fish with the sign like a fork | |
| Yeah, and then that Masi | |
| I rap for myself, I don' t really rap for anybody | |
| My real name Jeffrey and I ran around the lobby | |
| I got a hundred thousand packs, who wanna buy it? | |
| I get a geek, she be sneakin' on that molly | |
| And I' m swagged the out, I don' t need a stylist | |
| Chorus | |
| She went and tell her friend about the way I' m hitting it | |
| She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys | |
| She tell her friend she was never in them Remy' s | |
| She like how the hell you put fiftythousand in these skinnies? | |
| Now I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real |
| zuò cí : Jeffry Williams | |
| zuò qǔ : Jeffry Williams | |
| Verse 1 | |
| All my bitches say I act so numb | |
| ' Cause I got four birds on Christmas | |
| I got so many birds stuffed in a rental | |
| I might get one of them ed off in a bando | |
| Hey bro, we got a lot of work to do bay | |
| I not gonna let her get in my head like crochets | |
| I got a habit of buying my kids all the new J' s | |
| I' m just boolin' in that Phantom drinkin' on boolaid | |
| Okay Boo, okay mother in' Boo | |
| Let' s break the rules, if I don' t know you niggas, you food | |
| Ayy, grab that tool, that Lil Mexico, that wooly, wooly, wooly | |
| Been through hell, but I' m God' s gift like Kooly, Kooly | |
| Shout out to Skooly, Skooly | |
| My life the truthest, truthest, woah | |
| I' m just bickin' it with my bloods and we boolin', boolin' | |
| A motion picture, picture my life is a movie, movie, movie | |
| Like Shaq feet, y' all been gay | |
| But I hope my career will take me a long way | |
| A long way, a long way | |
| Chorus | |
| She went and tell her friend about the way I' m hitting it | |
| She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys | |
| She tell her friend she was never in them Remy' s | |
| She like how the hell you put fiftythousand in these skinnies? | |
| Now I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now I' m a boss you gotta keep me out your business | |
| And when I hit it, I' ma get inside her kidney | |
| I drink that lean all day, I don' t have no limit | |
| And just like Master P, change the Alley boy image | |
| These niggas singing on they partner without a Grammy award | |
| I' m in that 2015 fish with the sign like a fork | |
| Yeah, and then that Masi | |
| I rap for myself, I don' t really rap for anybody | |
| My real name Jeffrey and I ran around the lobby | |
| I got a hundred thousand packs, who wanna buy it? | |
| I get a geek, she be sneakin' on that molly | |
| And I' m swagged the out, I don' t need a stylist | |
| Chorus | |
| She went and tell her friend about the way I' m hitting it | |
| She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys | |
| She tell her friend she was never in them Remy' s | |
| She like how the hell you put fiftythousand in these skinnies? | |
| Now I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real, I' m for real |
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