Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Dark skin
Thick thighs
Big talk
Turn me up in this bitch
(uh)
[Verse 1]
Brown skin
Deep tone
Yeah this cocoa drip
Ass sittin’ like a throne
Make a broke boy trip
Waist small
Titties big
That proportion sick
Walk in
Whole room stop
Let ‘em take they pick
Talk loud
I’m the storm
You a little breeze
Bracelet on my ankle
Make him drop to knees
He say “damn
You so mean
” I say “boy
Please”
You ain’t from the block
You ain’t what I need
[Chorus]
I need a real hood n***a
Hella tatted
Kinda rude
Gold grill
Big hands on this melanin and mood
Curves so crazy
Got him thinkin’ ‘bout a baby
Talk loud as a bitch
But he love it ‘cause I’m wavy
Yeah
I’m thick
Yeah
I’m brown
And I talk my shit
If you ain’t from the trenches
You ain’t touchin’ this
Need a real hood n***a that can beat this back
Say he love a dark girl that be talkin’ like that (like that)
[Verse 2]
Dark thighs
White sheets
Make the contrast pop
He like “damn
That ass clap
” make the bed frame rock
Deep stroke
Choke grip
Pull this wig half off
Tell me “shut your loud mouth
” while he beat this box
I ain’t lookin’ for a fake
I want gun charge stress
Section 8 story
He still dressed in finesse
He respect his momma
But he cuss in the text
Suck the soul out a bitch
Then he cashin’ the checks (uh)
[Chorus]
I need a real hood n***a
Hella tatted
Kinda rude
Gold grill
Big hands on this melanin and mood
Curves so crazy
Got him thinkin’ ‘bout a baby
Talk loud as a bitch
But he love it ‘cause I’m wavy
Yeah
I’m thick
Yeah
I’m brown
And I talk my shit
If you ain’t from the trenches
You ain’t touchin’ this
Need a real hood n***a that can beat this back
Say he love a dark girl that be talkin’ like that (like that)
[Bridge]
He like “shake that black ass
Let it bounce right here”
I say “fuck me like you hate me
Pull it
Smack it
I don’t care”
Whole block know my voice
Yeah my mouth too wild
He still whisper in my ear
“you my crazy dark child” (yeah)
[Chorus]
I need a real hood n***a
Hella tatted
Kinda rude
Gold grill
Big hands on this melanin and mood
Curves so crazy
Got him thinkin’ ‘bout a baby
Talk loud as a bitch
But he love it ‘cause I’m wavy
Yeah
I’m thick
Yeah
I’m brown
And I talk my shit
If you ain’t from the trenches
You ain’t touchin’ this
Need a real hood n***a that can beat this back
Say he love a dark girl that be talkin’ like that (like that)
Style
hard-hitting strip-club trapswung hi-hats and snarling 808s built around a detuned bell loop. female vocalsupfront and cockywith doubled hooks and whispered ad-libs tucked in the sides. verses stay sparse to spotlight the attitude; chorus explodes with stacked chants and crowd-response shouts. bridge dips into half-time for extra grind before the final hook slams back in full force.loud
Prompt
A song for a black girl rapper about her curves, melanin skin, and loud, wanting a real hood man to love and fuck, explicit song so heavy cursing, female
Credits
Prompt byJazzy
GeneratedApr 6, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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