Real Ting (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Stefflon Don]
Only pretty women in my kitchen
Money stay looking like digits
Don't compare me to no motherf*cking gimmick n*gga
Compare me to them n*ggas that be winning
Black rings black Range she a killer
Big brown bloodclart batty for your dinner

[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
Some gyal ah hype, but dem nuh look right
'Nuff talk but dem nuh fight
Say dem a rapper, but them cyaan write
Use microwave but can't cook rice
Belly fat, belly mark up
If him cheat, yo the pus*y caw-caw
But when me click me finger like Erup
A c*cky fi ah send up in that pus*y till it buck
c*cky fi ah send up in that pus*y till it buck
pus*y it till it buck, pus*y till it buck

[Verse 2: Giggs]
pus*y n*gga
Musty like it's Star Wars
I'm a motherf*cking Wookie, n*gga
Man just in the kitchen and I'm cooking, n*gga
Man'll beat the pus*y if it's bushy, n*gga
Nuttin' ere ain't pus*y nuttin' mushy, n*gga
Man a keep it Danny keep it Whoopie, n*gga
Man'll get a kicking and a whooping, n*gga
Man a cookie monster in the cookie, n*gga
Wild stacks, wild racks
About that, loudpack
Mad straps, n*ggas got the mad macs
Step in looking Mad Max
Fam I'm talkin' shottas n*gga, mad macs
Man let go the pump and got a bad back
Man'll get it jumping n*gga, that's that
Used to have that buju buju crack crack
Man ain't with the sizzle sizzle chat chat
Man'll let it bluku bluku blat blat
Man ain't with the Twitter sh*t and that's @
When I make it blick, n*ggas scat scat [?]
When I get to tickling that black cat
Man'll make it giggle, n*gga, that's facts
Shining through the battle
Bloodclart diamonds from Seattle
[Hook: Stefflon Don]
Diamonds in my Roley, diamonds, diamonds in my Roley
Diamonds in my Roley, diamonds, diamonds in my Roley

[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
Ah who di gyal inna di bloodclart Benz?
Hair pon fleek and the pus*y pon ten
Pretty like sweets pretty like the weekend
Man haffi ave 'nuff money fi ah spend
Come again
I be all a real n*gga need
Real ting five four never play the backseat
Tell a real n*gga that I got real n*gga needs
All my real dons scream "this pus*y ain't free!"
Trapping, trapping I was getting it
East side, I be repping it
I got a hundred b*tches and they super fit
Curry mutton on the pepper ting
I tell a n*gga that he better marry it
Beat it up and then carry it
Diamonds on my Roley glistening
Diamonds on your Roley mannequin challengin' b*tch

[Bridge: Stefflon Don]
Don't compare me to no motherf*cking gimmick n*gga (b*tch)
Don't compare me to no motherf*cking gimmick n*gga (b*tch)
Don't compare me to no motherf*cking gimmick n*gga
Big brown bloodclart batty for ya dinner
[Outro: Stefflon Don]
Some gyal ah hype, but dem nuh look right
'Nuff talk but dem nuh fight
Say dem a rapper, but them cyaan write
Use microwave but can't cook rice
pus*y too good to f*ck for free
pus*y too good to f*ck for free
pus*y too good to f*ck for free
Yo, this pus*y too good to f*ck for free!