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(Intro) Mustard on the beat ho (Hook) We in the club, shit's packed If it ain't Rosé then we send that shit back Roll it up, we smoke back to back Don't act up in here homie you don't want that - ahh This the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh (Verse 1: Bow Wow) Hermès belt cost $650 If your girl look then your girl leave with me Niggas lookin', but they don't want no issues Cuz for the right price we can make your homies miss you Now I'm ballin', ballin' like a muhfucka P-I-M-P and you just a hand cuffer Ferrari, drop top Rap - rap game got it in a head lock I keep 7 grams in a blunt Keep another shorty on the side just in case she front Keep my shades on, swagger alright Bitch, is we fucking? I ain't got all night SongtexteWhat it do (Hook) We in the club, shit's packed If it ain't Rosé then we send that shit back Roll it up, we smoke back to back Don't act up in here homie you don't want that - ahh This the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh (Verse 2: Bow Wow) Where my bad bitches, where they at Get behind that ass quarterback snap We in the club and my niggas don't know how to act White tees, Levi's and a snap back Niggas hatin' in the club, better stop that So much cash you'd a think a nigga sold crack Milli on my wrist got your girl on my dick Young Money Cash Money nigga we the shit Tell, tell the DJ bring it back one time Cause the crowd go crazy when they hear the bassline They gon' bump it on the block, bang it in the street Hey you know it's a hit as long as Mustard's on the beat Now where we at (Hook) We in the club, shit's packed If it ain't Rosé then we send that shit back Roll it up, we smoke back to back Don't act up in here homie you don't want that - ahh This the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh (Bridge) You a lame, you a lame, Ain't nobody fucking with you, you a lame You a lame, you a lame, Ain't nobody fucking with you, you a lame (Hook) We in the club, shit's packed If it ain't Rosé then we send that shit back Roll it up, we smoke back to back Don't act up in here homie you don't want that - ahh This the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay this the song for the real niggas Ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh Aus Songtexte Mania