Leggi il Testo, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Real One di Wiz Khalifa contenuta nell'album Fly Times Vol. 1: The Good Fly Young. “Real One” è una canzone di Wiz Khalifa. Real One Lyrics.
TESTO - Wiz Khalifa - Real One
VIDEO MUSICALE
TESTO - Wiz Khalifa - Real One
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby (Okay)
When you got visions of being the man
Sometimes other people won't understand
Gotta go hard for yours, maintain the upper hand
Rollin’ up grams with this chick who's super thick but she from Japan
Soaking up some vibes, workin' on my tan
Another show, another two hundred grand stuffed in the safe
There ain’t no comparison to my watch and the one you wearin'
Weed so loud, you hear it
Pull up and we the ones they wanna stare at
Fuck an appearance
You hear us talk it then we really live it
Houses with tanks, fifty thousand dollar fish up in 'em
My team was built to win
Hit your broad with that venom
Pro clubs and Levi denims
You can tell by our women
And all these legendary bars I'm pennin'
Come to my mansion if you wanna kick it
Flooded with digits, boss up, it's your decision
You lookin' fucked, we stuck to the business
Yeah yup
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
Ten steps ahead of these niggas
Wanna last in this game, then you better be
Rollin' so much weed, look like the ’70s
Newer chain, copped a better piece
The crib mine, nigga, fuck a lease
She off the leash, bank account in Greece
Gettin’ mine to say the least
Put it down, she tell me I'm a beast
Soon as 2009 get released
We got more heat for the streets
Fuckin’ up her sheets, 100K a week
Rich but I stay discreet
You know how them major players be
Tell her she can stay or leave
Can't believe, but we really achieved it
Bars are seamless
Money large, wrist anemic
I ain't there unless my team is in it
Ain't nothing new, we been here a minute
Trips to Spain and Venice just to handle our business
Don’t leave a thing unfinished
Champagne with our dinners
Going strong every inning
Some shit you might wanna witness
Yeah yup
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a...
Real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner?
They can never clone it, baby
They can never clone it, baby
