(Chorus – Quavo)
Swerving down the street, looking for your hoe
She looking for a real ni**a too
I bet you looking for a real ni**a too
I bet you looking for a real ni**a too
Swerving down the street, looking for your hoe
She looking for a real ni**a too
I bet you looking for a real ni**a too
I bet you looking for a real ni**a too
(Verse 1 – Quavo)
I heard she looking for a real ni**a
And if you’re broke she can’t deal with ya
She got a house on the hill, ni**a
And she don’t want no ni**a living with her
The type of girl to mind her own business
At 3 O’Clock she at LA Fitness
Hell nah, she ain’t got no children
That’s the type of hoe I’m missing
I don’t mean to call you hoe, that’s how I talk
But I’m asking you to clean up a dog
You can tell American is in my wall
She looking for a real ni**a, I’m the one to call
Zoom, zoom there go the goes to my wroom
Mamacita has the keys to my Bimmer
I’m a real ni**a, baby, nice to meet ya
I’m a real ni**a, I know how to treat her
I’m a real ni**a, I will never leave her
I keep it real, I ain’t scared to say, I need ya
And every time you come around you give me fever
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2 – Skippa Da Flippa)
Real ni**as, real intentions
I promise to hold you down, all you got to do is listen
See, most of them suspicious, but you can be my missus
And I can be your genie and grant all your wishes
You want a ni**a like me? Well tell me, is you worth it?
Old school and skirts, and I stroke you get nervous
Vec fully loaded, mine I control it
Shopping sprees, Italy, she know I blow it
Choices and decisions, giving a ni**a auditions
Now I got a lil tension cause a bi**h blowing up my mentions
Would you hold me down if I was in?
Would I hold you down if you was stripping?
A hoe gon be a hoe, and a b*tch always gon be bi**hing
(Repeat Chorus)
