Demetri Yates
Demetri Yates - Fake Nigga lyrics
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(verse 1) itz DJY, yea we know so skip da scene, imma boss, got white niggaz drivin da limozine, pull up 2 da club why, datz where my women b, show some stacks, watch da floor, hit there knees, u dont know how I role, c diz how playaz rock, dey say i'm 2 cocky, or i sware i'm hot, i'm under the sun, b cuz i lay on top, of da game, imma celebrate, watch dem bottles pop, ya'll fags pop like hoes, gettin screwed by some nazel tops, u lil' nosey hoe, ask me did i smoke a whole, pack of weed n da back, naw i dont do dat, dey say i punked down, matthew wood, yea tru dat. (HOOK) I c em think they hard, nigga, u soft, keep runnin dat mouth, watch a nigga go off, I wanna c action, Im sick of the talk 3x U fake nigga (8x) (verse 2) I'm ready for beef, I'm starvin, niggaz gettin out my nerves, straight team hoppin, matthew u a panther fan, & u and ya dads garbage, u's da monkey, he's an old version of tarzan, im just being honest, hope i aint got em mad, o yes i do, so he best to walk ahead, away from me as he keep talkin bad, soon as he touch me, he gone lose dat notty head, and u must admit, im nice wit da flow, and matthew, u iz white cuz i know, dat black niggaz dont even write on their clothes, so nigga why u even try 2 show yourself, ugly. (HOOK) I c em think they hard, nigga, u soft, keep runnin dat mouth, watch a nigga go off, I wanna c action, Im sick of the talk 3x U fake nigga (8x) (Verse 3) lets finish diz, we know who da realest iz, it aint matthew, itz da nigga rippin him, up into peices, tryna run, i gotta grip on him, sit n da chair, bout to give him a trim, tryna flirt wit victoria, nigga u a hoe, know he b screwing aaron parker why he playin yo gi oh, tryna act real, boy u a nerd for life, how u b sayin nigga, white boy, u aint earned ya rights, u fake along wit dondre banks, so i made diz song for ya'll, can i get a thanks, just tellin it like it iz, stop actin real, nigga pack ya gear, cuz i think dat i revealed dat = U fake nigga (16x)