RNB (feat. Lil Wayne & Tate Kobang)

Oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh (28 shit)

Brr, ayy

Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she don't have to be (have to be)

I just need you 'bout it, 'bout it like you Master P (Master P)

Please, the body, body, it's a masterpiece (ah)

Freak, I throw it deep, then put that ass to sleep

Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me (me)

Cheat, had to cheat on him, and that's because of me (that's because of me)

Heat, when I'm in the streets, can't get one on me (on me)

She a real nigga bitch, I call her RNB, yeah (on me)

Ayo, real nigga bitch, call me RNB (ooh)

His ex bitches mad than they oughta be (kyuh)

Body a work of art like the Mona Li' (grrr)

See, it's a lot of y'all, only one of me (uh)

We don't make love, we be fuckin', that's G shit

If he gotta put a opp down, I don't see shit

I keep his secrets, I let him beast it

Kissin' on my thighs and my breast, he two-pieced it

I just wanna watch him do his push-ups with his sweats on

Every time he hit it, he gon' nail it like a press-on

When I ride his dick, the only time he gettin' flexed on

Hit it from the back with my pumps and my dress on (ooh)

If you love me, baby, tattoo my whole name

We be laughin' while they hatin' 'cause they so lame

Other niggas shoot they shot, but they got no aim (no aim)

Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she don't have to be (woah)

I just need you 'bout it, 'bout it like you Master P (Master P)

Please, the body, body is a masterpiece (masterpiece)

Freak, I throw it deep, then put that ass to sleep (baow, baow, baow)

Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me (wasn't me)

Cheat, had to cheat on him, and that's because of me ('cause of me)

Heat, when I'm in the streets, can't get one on me (oh, oh, oh)

She a real nigga bitch, I call her RNB, yeah

She my RNB

Fuck her to some R&B, make me wanna sing

That shit sound like harmony when she moan for me

And that cat baby fat like Kimora Lee

Pop that pussy for a real nigga

I'ma mop that pussy like a spill, nigga

Make her pop that pussy like a pill, nigga

I'ma make her swap that pussy for a real nigga

If she get a opp, that pussy, I'ma kill that bitch

I don't adopt that pussy, bitch, I kidnap it

I make her lock that pussy and conceal that clit

'Bout to buy a fake booty for a real-ass bitch, yeah

Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she don't have to be (woah)

I just need you 'bout it, 'bout it like you Master P (Master P)

Please, the body, body, it's a masterpiece (oh)

Freak, I throw it deep, then put that ass to sleep

Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me (wasn't me)

Cheat, had to cheat on him, and that's because of me ('cause of me)

Heat, when I'm in the streets, can't get one on me (oh)

She a real nigga bitch, I call her RNB (woah)

Lingerie on, I hope you waitin' for me, baby

My friends say you ain't shit, they hatin' on my baby (baby)

Off the '42, we fuck around and make some babies (oh, no-no-no)

'Member when them boys pulled you over and we skated? (Baby)

Lingerie on, I hope you waitin' for me, baby (brrr, hello?)

Your friends still hatin', shit, they hatin' on me, baby (oh)

We was on the block, now it's houses and they gated (oh)

I got a lot of bitches, they ain't fuckin' with my baby

Uh, oh, baby

Oh, baby

Oh, yeah