sniper gang – sniper girl lyrics
[intro: balgreezy & sykobob]
nicki had me from the beat
yeah, syk the snipe, mmm
alright, yeah
ain’t gon’ lie, i just want a real b+tch, i just want a real b+tch (trust me now)
uh
[verse 1: ball greezy]
come f+ck with a sniper who got stripes like a tiger (lord)
hold on bae, excuse my rifle (excuse me, uh)
but check it though, you know the boy really like ya (i do)
come lil’ closer bae, i ain’t gon’ bite ya
even though i like ya
eat you like a whole snack (whoo)
bend it over, eat yo’ whole crack
let it flow, bae don’t hold back
see i got rubbers by the whole stack
a street n+gga and you know that
it’s time to change the phone number, let’s take a trip for the whole summer
hit the lot, blow a ho harder
hit it smokin’ like a whole onion
that’s how i move for a grown woman (ay)
own bullsh+t to side
when that pressure get applied, can i count on you to ride?
if i go to jail would you slide? would you f+ck one of mine?
would you look me in my eyes and tell a lie?
[chorus: ball greezy & sykobob]
i need a real b+tch, somebody i can chill with
talk to on some real sh+t, kick back on some sh+ll sh+t
a b+tch i can make some meals with (uh)
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
if you wanna f+ck with me (uh)
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities (i need a real b+tch)
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities (you know syk the snipe? you gotta be a hunnid’ man)
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities (lord)
if you wanna f+ck with me
[verse 2: sykobob]
if you ain’t real, you ain’t my kind (uh, uh)
ain’t got no time for no lies
got my heart broke for a month, treat her right when i f+ck her
i need a real b+tch, suck that p+ssy ’til my throat dry
f+ckin’ cougars and all, i’m a young n+gga but my d+ck fine
snipe man on my stomach, eat that p+ssy like a sniper
get it wet how i want it, then i slide in and ride her
she got ’em stripes on her ass, i call her my lil’ tiger
f+ck her like a sl+t so you know i’m scared to wife her
i need a real b+tch, give her ass this pill b+tch
how the f+ck i go to jail, i’ma k!ll her if she ever switch
i just got my bro a bag, go to jail, you on a next ditch
your stomach to your ass
i get my b+tch sn+tch
send me a real b+tch, put that p+ssy on these draws
flight b+lls and hang draws
(syk the snipe)
told her friends that d+ck good and it hit her like a rifle
[chorus: ball greezy]
i need a real b+tch, somebody i can chill with
talk to on some real sh+t, kick back on some sh+ll sh+t
a b+tch i can make some meals with (uh)
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
if you wanna f+ck with me
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
you gotta have the real b+tch qualities
if you wanna f+ck with me
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