Artist: Waka Flocka Flame Album: Shootin The Breeze Cookin That Fire (Mixtape) Song: Real Down Ass Girl Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Girl] Hold his weed I smoke his purp(FLOCKA) I ride all day while my nigga work(WHY) He pay mah bills he pay mah rent... (AND) When he trap I hold his stacks He call me his down ass girl [Waka] Yes that is mah down ass chick She ain't gotta work no mo Rent free bills free school tuition is on me Traphouse runnin so hard you would think that shit is on E Pills I work deals I'm worth uh mill thanks to mah lady I'm certified with dem babies Shawty park a highway crazy Wen she touchdown when she get back I'm a take ha out I'm a take ha shoppin I'm a give ha dis I'm a give ha dat Jaguar Nascar Hotcar yes! Gucci bag Loui bag Fendi bag Yes! Deserve so fresh deserve so fresh [Girl] I hold his weed I smoke his purp(FLOCKA) I ride all day while my nigga work(WHY) He gives me this he gives me that(AND) When he trap I hold his stacks Waka I'm yo down ass girl [Waka] I love the way you hug me Love the way you kiss me Love the way you rub me Even love the way you fuck me [Muah] blow one back at me [Muah] thank you baby You mah trap girl You mah down chick You mah bad bitch Call her Ms Flocka I'm the doctor She mah Patient Let's get it poppin on a vacation Private Jet baby any location You go trickin I go treatin You go trickin I go treatin Me nd Ms Flocka do dis shit every weekend Me nd Ms Floack do dis shit every weekend Me nd Ms Floack do dis shit every weekend [Girl] I hold his weed I smoke his purp(FLOCKA) I ride all day while my nigga work(WHY) He gives me this he gives me that(AND) When he trap I hold his stacks Waka I'm yo down ass girl [Waka] Baby!