DJ Mustard - Real n***as in the Building lyrics

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DJ Mustard - Real n***as in the Building lyrics

[Verse 1: Quez] Put your hands up its a stick up Put my dick in her mouth now she got the hiccups Used to work at Magic City now she work at Pinup Blunts in the air, I had to buy a sticker 20 b**hes in the VIP just twisted Pulled her titty out and her homegirl licked it Quez can I get a followback or mention? Yea if you let me be your dentist Black girl, white girl, mix it like a chemist Left cheek, right cheek, flip it like a gymnast Them n***as can't come we only need the women Don't need a bougie b**h, she better get with the pimpin' pimpin' [Hook: Travis Porter] All the bad b**hes in the VIP room A n***a dressed up in the building Out of all the b**hes out there tonight One of them might have my children All the bad b**hes in the VIP room A n***a dressed up in the buildin' And if your on the dance floor motherf**er let go Put your motherf**in' hands to the ceilin' [Verse 2: Kirko Bangz] Ugh, real n***a in the building Shots everywhere, k-k**as in the building f** a n***a if she willin MILF hunter, mama have some motherf**in' children Eastside never break down 2 cars deep, 20 b**hes on 8 tires You n***as ain't up in my weightcla** Teacher give me head tell her students like, "wait cla**" Catch a main b**h rollin' Nosy a** n***as goin' off the c**a-cola Pull up in that Rollie, lookin' like I'm Kobe Same team ho, you n***as Lamar Odom I be that n***a at his next Pullin' pennies out my pocket, gettin' head in the vet Don't you pay me in a check, n***a pay me with respect While I'm layin with yo next, got her wet (hold up) [Hook] [Verse 3: Strap] Real n***as in the building, b**h whats up Money bein' throwed, you f**ed n***a shut up This ho that ho all wanna go T-bags ho put my balls in they throat Girls at Magic, girls act Onyx Girls at Violet, the hoes get money (Where you be at?) In the V-I rollin' up a blunt All that a** I can see it from the front Tell her do her stunt, abra-ca-da-bra She said she out of breath workin like she got asthma Tongue ring I'm diggin' that sh** Put a stack on you, can't do it on a dick She bring it back and she make it clap like that Get it from her mama its why her a** so fat Million dollar n***as tell them b**hes came to see us Cash in the dinem buy them b**hes margeritas [Hook] [Verse 4: Ali] Ugh, a real n***a just stepped in the building A couple bottles couple models just chillin' I'm sorry baby I ain't got no feelings I'm 21 and I ain't got no children I'm a flirt, you say that's yo b**h Might take her a** home so she can s** that, s** that I wish she might got a couple n***as with me Don't take no sh** n***a, f** that, f** that But anyway I'm chillin' in that V-I Big house, big cars, big cheddar Ride drop top even in the winter I got a couple b**hes kissin' on this b**h Like this, like that Kissin' in the VIP but they f**in in the back I know this b**h better have my sack And we some real n***as we gon' end it like that [Hook]

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