Real Thing lyrics

When she walked out the door and you don't see her no more

You know she found the real thing

When she go like the wind and never call you again

You know she found the real thing

I'ma laugh with her, I'ma cry with her

Grow old with her, prolly die with her

Getting dressed up, getting fly with her

Take her back home, lay by the fire with her

I'll be touching, I'll be hugging, I'll be kissing out in public

Have amazing conversations and I let her pick the subject

'Cause she know I got bills, so we born on the budget

Homie I'm in love with her

Uh aha, I'm turning your girl to mine

I'm turning, I'm turning, I'm turning

I'm turning, I'm turning your girl to mine

Uh aha, I'm feeling on her behind

I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling,

I'm feeling on her behind

When she walked out the door and you don't see her no more

You know she found the real thing

When she go like the wind and never call you again

You know she found the real thing

She need somebody who gonn' treat her right

Give her good loving in the middle of the night

You had your chance, but you just ain't her type

You know why? She want the real thing

You got dreadlocks, I got a fake man

I'm getting laid man, you getting played fam

You got John Lennon, you got Raybans

I'm a superstar, you a superfan

I got satellite, you got basic cable

When your girl in the car she get [?]

She keep your head in them high notes

That might sound hard to my record label

Uh aha, I'm turning your girl to mine

I'm turning, I'm turning, I'm turning

I'm turning, I'm turning your girl to mine

Uh aha, I'm feeling on her behind

I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling,

I'm feeling on her behind

When she walked out the door and you don't see her no more

You know she found the real thing

When she go like the wind and never call you again

You know she found the real thing

She need somebody who gonn' treat her right

Give her good loving in the middle of the night

You had your chance but you just ain't her type

You know why? She want the real thing

Real thing, real thing

Real thing, real thing

She want the real thing, real thing

She want the real thing, real thing

She need somebody who gonn' treat her right

Give her good loving in the middle of the night

You had your chance but you just ain't her type

You know why? She want the real thing

• Artist:LunchMoney Lewis
• Album:Bills - EP