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    Bitch I’m raw,
    So hearing that any nigga out cook me
    Is suspect as R. kelly with girl scout cookies
    When u talking to a pro watch ya mouth rookie
    Go in ya shit have ya teeth playin mouth hookie
    Nice, you niggas must of heard me wrong.
    I blame them horses when I turn that Porche turby on (vrrrrm)
    My engine gettin his Kentucky derby on,
    Seats is brunette… paint is dirty blonde
    Speaking of dirty blonde… say hi to curvy don… Fergie john
    With the body movement of a turbion…
    I just watch ha, 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
    U looking for ya girl oh she just left
    Her and my dick just became BFFs
    Then I threw her out like jazzy J. E.F.F
    I’m raw dawg, ya’ll safe sex
    You dicks belong in latex not tape decks
    You can’t see me
    Neither can the flunkies under you
    My shit bananas, like a monkey number 2
    I’m bigger than that
    More like guerrillai though…
    Nick name funeral got that from ths killer flow.
    Err things still a go, my pockets be extra fat
    Big money on deck like A Rods next to bat
    Somebody contact the tabloids
    I’m a big deal like a contract from Bad Boy
    Yeahh… it’s all good baby baaaby
    My swag plays a big part so it’s all gravy
    We hit the club like Nino in the C.M.B
    Pretty mixed bitch I just call ha P.M.B
    Watch ya step baby gettin out that G.M.C
    You bust yo ass 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 damn I knows you
    Hey ain’t u?… yeah I am that bitch
    6 feet deep nigga, 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, niggas what’s stopping ya
    I call my gun Nadia, and I be finger poppin ha
    Keep that bitch comming like blakka blakka
    Go to ya head like a shot of vodka
    Rock a sick fit call a doctor potna
    U think I had a Gucci deal Waka Flocka
    yeahh I am tooo fucking raw… yeah u heard me I am too fucking raw!

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