Lyrics:
You turn me on (on)
Me on (on)
Me on (on)
But ya need a raw record
With something unexpected
To keep me going (going)
Me going (going)
Me going
You turn me on (on)
Me on (on)
Me on (on)
But ya need a raw record
With something unexpected
To keep me going (going)
Me going (going)
Me going
at but
You're glad
So are you um
The second album, when you went in to record it
Was that an intentional thing, to make it more raw sounding,
So I ain't have to scheme
Rawest diamonds on my team (bet)
Raw diamonds on lean (hey)
I took off just like a rocket (I'm gone)
Olajuwon, Hakeem
j'ai pas le time, faudrait que je record, premier contrat signé, chez 34Records
Pour des histoires, ça peut péter ta porte
Une salope comme toi, on est
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You're far too kind
Ready? Let's go
Can I get an encore, do you want more?
Cookin' raw with
Pure clean raw energy
Pure clean pure clean raw energy
Pure clean raw energy
Pure clean pure clean raw energy
Pure clean raw energy
Pure clean
that mic kid, you lost, so that ass is mine
I get real raw, change arrangements on your face
I get real raw, change arrangements on your face
I get
to the P. on the mic you will see,
The peoples´ champ that´s me
Skibadee, skibadanger I am the rearranger
Hit them with a raw for sure now bun your draw
Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind
Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last
(can't go back)
Already know what I gave them traps (I gave them traps)
My criminal record ain't on wax, I made those racks
Birdman dropped me right off
you want it raw, I got, it, right, here
And if you want war, I am, your, nightmare
This is all I know, it's bang bang
I hustle and slang slang
My
was raw like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha? (Ahh)
Don't cha?
Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave it alone
your girlfriend was raw like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha?
Don't cha?
Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave
know they cooked the whole lamb and put its raw
head back on
Yeah that's right
They didn't take the they didn't even burn the hair off it
It's
was raw like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha? (Ahh)
Don't cha?
Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave it alone
and so I
Took 'em away, I never stayed y'all
Called the Flavor Flav to make another record
To get played
He made a jam to get you stammed
Back to back
I
Took 'em away, I never stayed y'all
Called the Flavor Flav to make another record
To get played
He made a jam to get you stammed
Back to back
[Eightball]
DMX McGruff and Canibus.
You know where you heard it first.
My man Cardin, G Black, Ralph, Universal Records.
Uh [all echoes]. Pure
Ayo, what the fuck you think a record
By Pussycat Dolls featurin' Busta Rhymes is gon' sound like?
Okay (ahh), yeah (ahh)
Oh, we about to get it
Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar
This is King Kendrick Lamar
King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw
Fix your
Kiss you anywhere you want to the song, while the record playing
Girl I'm just sitting in the studio
Thinking 'bout that booty though
And I'm just
on (on)
me on (on)
me on (on)
But ya need a raw record
With somethin unexpected
To keep me goin (goin)
Me goin (goin)
me goin (goin)
I want you to
turn
a threesome
Raw dog, prolly have three sons
Chasin' the Perc' with somebody, that shit never lets me down
They go to work for some money, we make it from
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