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Paroles de la chanson Neue Muse par Erick The Architect

This ain't nothin' to a real nigga
She don't need the world, need a nigga that'll treat her different
Gotta find out for yourself, can't nobody be your meal ticket (On God)
Shawty got flow, got an ass like them real strippers
This ain't nothin' to a real nigga
She don't need the world, need a nigga that'll treat her different
Gotta find out for yourself, can't nobody be your meal ticket (On God)
Shawty got flow, got an ass like them real strippers

So if you got a real one

Choose a nigga, make her feel somethin'
Got her hair and got her nails done
Your last boyfriend was a real crum (He corny)
I just wanna touch her bum-bum
Damn, woman, where you come from?
How you do it, I'm influenced, I could shoot it, make you run, run
Move to Cali, drop the baggage, bought a dungeon
Stayed in shape, Silver Lake out to Runyon
Take a break, see my mates out in London (Mate)
I be here for a while, I don't really see you smile
But that's why I stuck around at the function
Like a cheerleader, she gon' shake her pum-pums
Give a kiss, I like the chocolate and I want some
Yum-yum, peng ting, she a fun one
Had enough, we can go another round, huh (She ready for that, too)

This ain't nothin' to a real nigga
She don't need the world, need a nigga that'll treat her different
Gotta find out for yourself, can't nobody be your meal ticket (On God)
Shawty got flow, got an ass like them real strippers
This ain't nothin' to a real nigga
She don't need the world, need a nigga that'll treat her different
Gotta find out for yourself, can't nobody be your meal ticket (On God)
Shawty got flow, got an ass like them real strippers

Every time you pass me
Reflectin' on connections from the past week

How I put my hands up on your ass cheeks
Watch the camera flash, then you flash me (Freaky)
Real nigga, caught a wave like it's Max B
I apply the pressure, never stress to her capacities
Squeeze into them jeans, then imagine what we had to be
A good girl, now she's runnin' the academy
Study good, heavy wool, bet you wore casually
You my twinny-twin, we don't need no more formalities
When I buss it down, morning wood, you could have my seed
Providin', I'ma give her what I think she need
Anybody from the past move at different speeds
I admit you for the grief, gonna love you physically

Finna geek in the key, she a freak, cut the last off
'Cause she movin' finicky at the regency

This ain't nothin' to a real nigga
She don't need the world, need a nigga that'll treat her different
Gotta find out for yourself, can't nobody be your meal ticket (On God)
Shawty got flow, got an ass like them real strippers
This ain't nothin' to a real nigga
She don't need the world, need a nigga that'll treat her different
Gotta find out for yourself, can't nobody be your meal ticket (On God)
Shawty got flow, got an ass like them real strippers

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