Real Luv

[Intro]

808 Mafia

Oh, oh, oh, baby

Oh, oh, oh, baby

[Chorus: Summer Walker]

Real good, real crime, real time (Yeah)

But it's real love, real fun, real love

Real hood, real wild, real loud (Yeah)

But it's real good (Yeah, yeah), real love, real love, yeah

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo & Summer Walker]

Let me be your getaway (Yeah)

Feel like a dream but we still awake (Yeah)

Never got to say what you wanna do and where you want it at (Good)

I was finna do it anyway, I'm on the way

Rich sex, penthouse, top floor and me, with me, with me

You know you my personal, do it all versatile

Ring around the rosie, now we goin' circular

Love it when she tell me I'm her daddy like I birthed her

Make me make a song about it, eight-bar versed her

Swear she me, got her talkin' like a nigga

Look like somebody drew her, got the perfect figure

Havin' an attitude mean you really wanna beef up

Talkin' shit through the phone, when I pull up, better not freeze up (Maybe it ain't right)

It feel too good to be wrong (Baby, I know)

It's real love when you fallin' asleep on the phone (I, I)

It blow my mind 'cause I'm gone, but still hearin' you moan (Yeah)

Got me where you want me, I can't leave you alone (Yeah)

[Chorus: Summer Walker]

Real good, real crime, real time (Yeah)

But it's real love, real fun, real love

Real hood, real wild, real loud (Yeah)

But it's real good (Yeah, yeah), real love, real love, yeah

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]

Why you sittin' way over there? Slide closer

Good girl, but you the baddest, bipolar

Knew what you was ready to do on the ride over

She know I'm not high, so she waited and came sober

Moanin' so loud, make the neighbors wanna vacate

This some real pressure I'm applyin', I don't play-play

Long stroke her slow and then fast, straight A

Next time bring another bitch, three-way

She prefer me raw, but I ain't shootin' up the club

If I hit it missionary, then you know it's real love

Like it when I'm rough, want aggression from a thug

Came from the bottom 'cause we started on the rug

I can't beat around the bush, gotta tell her how it is

Keep it 1K, show me who you really is

Lockin' up when I hit that spot that's right between your rear

From the back, got you bustin' back to back like hollow tips

Brrt, brrt

[Chorus: Summer Walker]

Real good, real crime, real time (Yeah)

But it's real love, real fun, real love

Real hood, real wild, real loud (Yeah)

But it's real good (Yeah, yeah), real love, real love, yeah

[Outro: Summer Walker]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah (Baby)