My Reality

LETRA

My Reality

My reality is bigger than your dreams are 
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car 
She wants me, she wants me 
Plus I got it all bitch, tell me what you don't see.
My reality is bigger than your dreams are 
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car 
She wants me…
Plus I got it all bitch, tell me what you don't see.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah 
My reality is bigger than your dreams are 
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car 
She wants me, she wants me 
Plus I got it all, 
Bitch tell me what you don't see. 

I got 25 lighters on my dresser 
Got the girl and the girl to undress her 
My guitar strap is leather 
My life is better than ever 

I got women all up in my condo 
And my drug dealer comes pronto 
Got a registered pistol in the console 
So, so, don't try me now 
Don't try me now 
 
Yeah just ridin' feelin' lovely 
You can hate but your girlfriend love me 
Yeah I'm too G like a Gucci belt 
Hot Gudda baby I can make your coochie melt 
I keep your lady wet like she took a dip 
And if you looking for her, you can follow the drip 
I'm slick like Rick, the ladies pullin my wrist 
I just walk in the spot and out with my pick 
I'm gone like a trip with a nice thick redbone 
On the phone gettin' head call it headphone 
Pimpin all over like Ludacris 
These hoes love me, I'm wanted like a fugitive 

My reality is bigger than your dreams are 
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car 
She wants me, she wants me 
Plus I got it all, 
Bitch tell me what you don't see, yeah 
My reality is bigger than your dreams are 

Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car 
She wants me, plus I got another bitch as long as you don't see 
But you do not see, you must be blind, blind 
My reality is bigger than your dreams are 
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car 
She wants me 

What you need contacts 
Tell me what you don't see 
What you can't tell, I'm everything that he won't be 
Talkin' bout your boyfriend, bitch you need a man friend 
Even when you aint sittin down you can't stand him 
Dirty dick bandit, luxury car whipper 
Crib on Dolphin Island, backyard full of flippers 
This is my reality, your man just be dreaming 
Wake up in the morning, bedsheets full of semen 
I mean he's wet dreaming, while me I really do it 
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, babygirl you shoulda knew it 
And f*** the paparazzi, I will never Kiss and tell 
I'll be the genie out the lamp or your wishing well 
I'll be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy 
Take you from A-Z, I'll connect the dots hunny 
(?) has got money, baby cause I got money 
I like the B 50 50 what you got for me 
It could be some bread, nah it aint gotta be cash 
I'll take a little head or I'll take a lotta ass 
I'll take a friend or two, we can have a 3D weedy 
I could toss you a Gudda Gudda or a Lil Weezy Weezy 
Or my ni*** peedy weedy or my ni*** Teedy teedy 
F*** you on the hood of red strip and green Lamborghini 
Go head and take this x-pill 
That there f*** you up, probably have you walking round like 
"damn, what the fuck" 
Lady in streets but in the sheets you such a slut 
Smash you on the top bunk, tiger uppercut 
And everyday we do brunch and everyday we do lunch 
You do me, I do you 
Baby we could us and I ain't gotta say no more 
I don't talk too much 
Thus far, I feel like I've been trying to sell a car 
Is you buying, 

Cause I ain't go no time for a test drive 
Do you wanna go with me to the final frontier