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Artiste : Real Boston Richey
Titre : Ain´t Right
Uh, uh, she wanna...
She wanna fuck me twice, uh, I can´t fuck her once, uh
She gotta fuck Uh, uh, uh, I ain´t uh, uh, uh, uh

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)
Uh, uh, uh

Uh, if it´s white, it ain´t right
If it´s cocaine, then it´s alright
But I don´t fuck around with my nose, I´m talkin´ ´bout trappin´, alright?
Okay, I fuck all with these hoes, hmm, I fuck her to Barry White
Okay, I fuck her, that´s his wife
I´m trappin´ that propane, bae, it´s life
I strike out like Usain, I get out of sight
I pull up in Mulsanne, this all white
I pull in the black thing, Maybach light
I cut off my young thing, that pussy too tight
Plus I don´t like no bitch that fight
I like a house bitch that clean up nice

I like the mouth, bitch, I´ll get you a flight
You do it right, bitch, I´ma get you some ice, hmm

Move like a thief in the night
Trappin´ out four and a baby
I´m way too hip, these bitches can´t play me
I´m in too deep, God can´t even save me
I take that back, well, he the one made me
Rich-ass nigga, I´m the one made them lazy
I´m the one turn a bitch designer bag crazy
I´m the one that went and bought a bitch first Rollie
I´m the one that went and bought a bitch first Rover
Flexin´ on the ´Gram, pussy-ass nigga owe me
When I go shoppin´, nigga, I don´t ask the total
Ballin´ on them niggas´ ass like Lamar Odom

Sayin´ I´m the one, but I know I been told ´em (Uh)
Bust his ass up, talkin´ straight up fold him
Slap his ass down, talkin´ straight up hoed him
´Member them days I was trappin´ on the corner
Boy, I´m tired of lookin´ over my shoulder
Big pinky ring get big as a boulder
I´m trappin´ and rappin´, tryna close that folder
All these days, niggas steady gettin´ older
Childish-ass bitch actin´ like she gettin´ growner
I do it for the hood like Adrien Broner
Free YSL, real young stoner

Uh, if it´s white, it ain´t right
If it´s cocaine, then it´s alright
But I don´t fuck around with my nose, I´m talkin´ ´bout trappin´, alright?

Okay, I fuck all with these hoes, hmm, I fuck her to Barry White
Okay, I fuck her, that´s his wife
I´m trappin´ that propane, bae, it´s life
I strike out like Usain, I get out of sight
I pull up in Mulsanne, this all white
I pull in the black thing, Maybach light
I cut off my young thing, that pussy too tight
Plus I don´t like no bitch that fight
I like a house bitch that clean up nice
I like the mouth, bitch, I´ll get you a flight
You do it right, bitch, I´ma get you some ice

I don´t like none of these IG hoes, I like all my bitches out the ghetto
Mean-ass bitch, can´t even get a hello
Hold the trap down, got her thuggin´ in the bando
It ain´t shit that she can´t handle

When she slide, she hold my hammer
Big-ass pants like MC Hammer
How many bad bitches fit in a Phantom?
Westside bitch say this her anthem
Eat it all up, ain´t got no manners
Trappin´ that Tony, ain´t no Montana
Trappin´ white girl, we call that Hannah
I´ma keep it P, can´t give a ho nothin´
Unless she my bitch, then she fuckin´
If she my bitch, then she suckin´
Yeah, that´s my bitch, keep on truckin´
Roll right past a bitch, it ain´t nothin´
Generation 5 came in with a button
Servin´ them pies, got me outside stuntin´
I don´t tell lies, bitch, I keep shit a hundred
Know the bitch fuckin´ when she start movin´ funny
Downgraded from a rich nigga, fuckin´ on a bummy

And I doubled back, fucked on all them hoes, say they wan´ stunt me

Uh, if it´s white, it ain´t right
If it´s cocaine, then it´s alright
But I don´t fuck around with my nose, I´m talkin´ ´bout trappin´, alright?
Okay, I fuck all with these hoes, hmm, I fuck her to Barry White
Okay, I fuck her, that´s his wife
I´m trappin´ that propane, bae, it´s life
I strike out like Usain, I get out of sight
I pull up in Mulsanne, this all white
I pull in the black thing, Maybach light
I cut off my young thing, that pussy too tight
Plus I don´t like no bitch that fight
I like a house bitch that clean up nice
I like the mouth, bitch, I´ll get you a flight

You do it right, bitch, I´ma get you some ice, hmm

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)