Fuck The Fakes

Verse 1: Young Dougie Blow Aye j say fuck the fakes so fuck em And make remakes, like for gosh sakes They ain't got what it really takes i be Bakein the nigga's like bakers do damn Cakes, .. aww i do the fucken most yet U wonder y i allways fucken boast Money taker money maker and thts The truth bein doin this shit for longest Since my youth. fakes hate my game So i just let em hate, ain't gone run From no rhyme debate. so fakes can Stay fake while i stay real, don't fuck Wit me u already kno the deal Hook: Lil JJ Man, niggas is fake, Fresh Mula keep it real Ya girl stay glued to me, like I'm the car, she's the wheels I ain't a pussy, my nigga I will kill Lindsay Lohan rich as fuck, but the bitch wanna steal But like I said, niggas is fake I like my pussy sweet, sweet as a cake Uh Verse 2: Lil JJ Yeah, bitches fake, niggas fake, That's what this song's about I'm making it rain, these niggas causing droughts Ha, numbers don't lie, my favorite is 69 All I got is green, them niggas color blind & these days, I can't tell the real from the fakes I made Xavier President, that was no mistake I'm a vampire, ya better grab ya stake & if you fuck with me, I'll cut you up, you can end up on a tray Yeah, we blowing kush around, no need for a ash tray I will shoot yo ass up, cut ya up, & then you'll get raked Nothing Is Promised, that's the new motto Fresh Mula the best, that's what I know Chorus x 3