The Realest Hot Boy (Freestyle) lyrics
by Turk
[Intro]
Haah
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck that n*gga, f*ck you
I'm the releast hot boy
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
[Hook]
n*gga f*ck you and you n*ggas think you real
Tell the truth you n*ggas don't know what that is
Catch a case I bet you pus*y n*ggas squeal
I'm the realest hot boy, that's how it feels
n*gga f*ck you and you n*ggas think you real
Tell the truth you n*ggas don't know what that is
Catch a case I bet you pus*y n*ggas squeal
I'm the realest hot boy, that's how it feels
[Interlude]
Ugh, yeah, you n*ggas mad a n*gga do this here n*gga, b*tch ass n*gga. Nah I'm talkin' bout I'm just gon' speak some real sh*t n*gga, somethin' different n*gga, look
[Verse]
I heard these pus*y n*ggas in they f*ckin' feelin's
Motherf*ck you and your feelin's n*gga, I'm the realest
Realest Hot Boy, I really came from the streets
Uptown Magnolia, n*gga TC
Do you remember me? I'm the same HB
That got them n*ggas off your ass watchin' Master P
I got the hook up n*gga
I know you shook up n*gga
Don't believe that I'm a gangsta?
Do a look up n*gga
I really had two pistols
Pullin' both the triggers
Why you lyin' in your rhymes? You ain't smoke no n*ggas
Prolly took a smoke break and told on a n*gga
And this other f*ck boy stoppin' shows on a n*gga?
Promoters told on me n*gga, it was round Christmas
A n*gga needed that bread, never will forget it
You and that pus*y n*gga, two against one
Got to the club now you b*tches wanna squash somethin'?
[Outro]
I'm done n*gga, pus*y, haha. I'm the realest Hot Boy n*gga
YNT the mob b*tch