lirik lagu fabolous - i'm raw
b-tch i’m raw!
so you hearing that any n-gga out-cook me
as suspect as r. kelly with girl scout cookies
when you’re talking to a pro, watch your mouth, rookie
go in your sh-t have your t–th playing “mouth hooky”
(nice!) you n-ggas must have heard me wrong
i blame them horses when i turn that porsche turbie on
my engine getting its kentucky derby on
seats is brunette, paint is dirty blonde
speaking of dirty blonde, say “hi” to curvy don, fergie jawn
with the body movement of a turbillon
i just watch her. it’s been a hectic year
so i sit and get fried, call the weed “electric chair”
but ya’ll on death row: one request left
you’re looking for your girl? oh, she just left
her and my d-ck just became bffs
then i threw her out like jazzy j-e-f-f
i’m raw, dog, ya’ll safe s-x
you d-cks belong in latex, not tape decks
you can’t see me, neither can the flunkies under you
my sh-t bananas, like a monkey #2
i’m bigger than that
more like gorilla though…
nickname: “funeral”; got that from this k!ller flow
things still a go, my pockets be extra fat
big money on deck like a-rod’s next to bat
sh-t, somebody contact the tabloids
i’m a big deal like a contract from bad boy
yeah: “it’s all good baby baby”
my swag plays a big part so it’s all gravy
we hit the club like nino and the c.m.b
pretty mixed b-tch; i just call her “p.m.b”
watch your step; baby getting out that g.m.c
you bust your -ss girl, we both gon’ be on t.m.z
don’t be shy, let them cameras expose you
the worst that can happen is i “amber rose” you
people running up like: “d-mn, i knows you!”
“hey, ain’t you..?” yeah, i am that b-tch
6 feet deep n-gga: yeah i am that ditch
throw it in the bag in a recession: i am that rich
i’m under close watch, n-ggas got binoculars
i ain’t “what’s poppin'”, b-tch, i’m what’s popular
if i’m the one to go at, n-ggas, what’s stopping ya?
i call my gun “nadia”, and i be finger-popping her
keep that b-tch c-mming like: “blakka! blakka!”
go to your head like a shot of vodka
rock a sick fit, call a doctor partner
you’d think i had a gucci deal: waka flocka
yeah, i’m too f-cking raw
yeah, you heard me, i’m too f-cking raw
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