The Real Her (feat. Lil Wayne & André 3000)

[Verse 1]

People around you should really have nothing to say

Me, I'm just proud of the fact that you've done it your way

And the weekends here started it right, even if you only get part of it right

Live for today, plan for tomorrow, party tonight, party tonight

Dying to meet your girlfriends that you said you might bring

If they're the ones that tell you that you do the right thing

[Bridge]

Houston girls, love the way it goes down

Atlanta girls, love the way it goes down

Vegas girls, love the way it goes down

[Hook]

But I gotta say, oh, baby, oh baby, why is this so familiar?

Just met her, already feel like I know the real her

You musta done this before, this can't be your first time

We musta been here before, it's still fresh on my mind

You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find

You musta done this before, this can't be your first time

[Verse 2]

They keep telling me don't save you

If I ignore all that advice, then something isn't right

Then who will I complain to?

But the weekend's here, started it right, even if I only get part of it right

Live for today, plan for tomorrow, party tonight, party tonight

You got your guards up, I do too, there's things we might discover

Cause you got a past and I do too, we're perfect for each other

[Bridge] + [Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Cause to her I'm just a rapper, and soon she'll have met another

So if tonight's an accident, tomorrow we'll recover

And I know I'm not supposed to judge a book by its cover

I don't wanna be in the blind, but sometimes I Stevie Wonder

About her, and she with it if I'm with it, and I'm with it

I know what makes her smile, but I won't know what makes her different

Or should I just be realistic? Lipstick on the glass

I know this ain't your first, but it's better than your last..

Tunechi

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Andre 3000]

Shower her with dollar tips

Shawty went and bought a whip

Guarantee the city remember your whole name

You throw the ho a scholarship

All of them ain't all equipped

And this saddens me, I see the pecking order

Quote-unquote "bad bitches" work the whole floor

Those that get laughed at sit off in the corner

Like a lab rat nobody want her

Niggas that are married don't wanna go home

We look up to them, they wish they were us

They want some new trim

We lust for some trust

Now the both of us are colorblind

Cause the other side looks greener

Which leaves your turf in the Boise state

Can't see her play or the team, cuz

Everybody has an addiction; mine happens to be you

And those who say they don't

Souls will later on say to them "that ain't true"

All of them will have an opinion

But y'all know what you can do with them

But if you unsure, I'll take you on tour

To a place I can stick that in

Well, sitting here sad as hell

Listening to Adele, I feel you baby

Someone like you, more like someone unlike you

Or something that's familiar maybe

And I can tell that she wants a baby

And I can yell, girl, that you're crazy

Oh what the hell? Nope, can't be lazy

Please be careful: bitches got the rabies