Trinidad James - Definition Of A f** n***a lyrics

(feat. Problem & Lil Debbie) [Intro - Lil Debbie:] All y'all bum a** b**hes always talking about you need a real one Why you gon' pick up your man at the bus stop Take him to Denny's like it's a five-star restaurant and sh** You feel me? Hell naw I ain't f**ing with no bum a**es You not finna hop in my whip and smoke my sh** for free I got this A1 loud Straight from Oakland motherf**ing California You feel me? [?] All you basic a** b**hes need to get you a real one [Verse 1 - Trinidad James:] Check it Remember what I told you, b**h I'm the man Got a [?] but I really want a pam [?] lil n***a, like my b**hes foxy Don't be scared lil n***a, cause the way she poppin' Every night I party but we keep it on the low She wanna look good, puttin' powder on her nose She wanna have fun puttin' powder in her nose My homeboy the plug man he got it for the low She brought her boyfriend, hope she leave him at the door Cause' we don't really like him and hope a n***a know And if you bring the beef we put his a** in the stove My n***a don't trip she wanna get chose [Hook - Trinidad James:] Girl f** your boyfriend, I know you ain't happy I know you need a real n***a and I can make it happen Girl f** your boyfriend, I know you ain't happy I know you need a real n***a and I can make it happen [Verse 2 - Lil Debbie:] She said that he be trickin' all his motherf**in' dough [?] Shoppin' and I'm poppin' everything up in the store it's go Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada Throw the coochie at him made it happen like viola I know the game so we never try to play me Don't trip got em whipped, AP I'm a boss and you treat me like a queen Got it taste it in make it turn em into a fiend, yah mean? p**y always got the flights [?] And I work the p**y right got em [?] I ain't with the s**y sh** thinkin' you gon' f** a b**h better find another b**h Cause I'm on some other like make money, make money, make money, make money, make money money You ain't talkin that I ain't talkin back Ass fat got them finnin for the p**y cat [Hook] [Verse 3 - Trinidad James:] She said that he b**hin', hell yeah he be b**hin' She said that he be flexin', hell yeah he be flexin' And everytime he call [?] man that be stressin' Send em to the voicemail, n***a leave a message She don't pick the phone up, n***a get to textin' Real life f** n***a by the definition Call him form the block n***a you a p**y When you walk by man know that we be lookin' And if she give it up you better know that we be f**in' [?] p**y boy you better gon' follow it When she gets some good dick n***a she gon' swallow it Make her take her drawers off throw em to the floor We ain't make the bedroom, I f**ed her on the stove I don't like your girlfriend, I don't want your ho You be in the DM's, I'll be in her throat [Hook] [Verse 4 - Problem:] I ain't your n***a I swear We brand new he ain't [?], you did Always complanin' about his baby mamas Still ain't learned his lesson, f** it p**y no [?] Runnin' around [?] f**ing p**y no [?] No car, no crib, new J's he gotta [?] You sure you wanna do then you gotta go Come deal with a winner, he ain't gotta know