[Verse 1: Real Rudeboy]
Yeah haha, b**h I need a condom
Something long an destroying, after all the big pumping and banging
I'm running cus she want a baby, girl I think are you crazy
Or maybe you just wanna trap me like Mel did to Eddie Murphy
But you don't deserve me, a real emcee
Just call me Charlie I'm always winning
Because, my ambition and wishing to be winning and giving, is real living
Girls, love to see the Rudeboy grin, ha
I'm flowing to the beat and popping lyrics to the drop
Never see me wearing mainstream sh**, not even a sh**ty number or even a Likkle Gucci Louis fendi Prada top
I rock the mic with my different style
Too many rhyme schemes that's versatile
You give me an inch and I'll take the mile
In my filas haha
[Hook: Real Rudeboy]
FILA FILA so retro and sick you n***as can't stop it
The Rudeboy's mixtape is available, yeah you b**hes go cop it (go cop it)
But you have no money, you dickheads bought Gucci an it's a fake copy (fake copy)
Stop, Chasing b**hes so sloppy, they chewing on toffee
I'm not even sorry ha
[Verse 2: Real Rudeboy]
Yeah b**h I'm back in with a second verse
This second verse gone need a Likkle hurse but first
I've got a thirst for hunger I'm the vampire, please don't wake my slumber
Because you , dumber than dumber and I'm a complex number
I wave the ,hammer call me Thor I'm the god of thunder
A hunter chopping down other rappers down with a tongue of steel that's a monger
Splahy fish, no Mario I'm not a plumber
But I'd pay to see that picture te blogged on tumblr
Boy, I wonder, I'm a boy wonder I always went to school but I never knuckled under
Nearly got ran over by a car bumper over in the summer
Asunder, but I'm a runner usain bolt sh** you know that I'm a stunna
Haha, b**h