Search results for 'The Lazy Raw Feeder'

I used to be skinny, could eat what I want
But when I hit 30 something went wrong
Now I can't pass a bucket of cream
Without contracting the raw

gen
Life couldn't be better
Shit changed
I Liu Kang
Kick it whatever
Bottom feeders
Never reach us
Ties severed
Bird hoes come and go
I ruffled their

MaryJane in a Raw
Im the type of muthafucka that's down to roll it all
Put a beat Spark a joint then i start to talk
In this rap shit I'ma fucking play my

Hot Bottom Feeder

Clutch

Book of Bad Decisions

2018

crumbs and one raw egg

100 million years old
Transcendent creature
I just can't get enough
Hot bottom feeder

Yes, indeed
Serve it up hot!
Yes,

(This be that raw shit, aye!) Aye, nigga
(This be that raw shit, aye!) Yeah we mad then a bitch in this hoe, nigga
(This be that raw shit, aye!)

streets got me going brazy
(Got me going brazy)
cfter the dollar dawg I'm not lazy
(Dawg I'm not lazy)
While they mad dawg going Greats
(going Greats)

feeders, the living cheaters
If lazy is as lazy does
You know you'll find me loving lazy

Call me lazy if you think I need to hear it
I've been called worse

the street
Raw
You're too lazy
You're not fancy
I swear you can be
You can be
Raw
You're too lazy
You're not fancy
I swear you can be
You can be
Raw
Discipline

a bad bitch I told her nice to meet ‘cha

I’m getting real hot like a Space Heater
Empty out the clip then I’m loading the feeder

I’m back up out

How About Some Hardcore

M.O.P.

To the Death

1994

How about some hardcore? (Yeah, we like it raw)
How about some hardcore? (Yeah, we like it raw)
How about some hardcore? (Yeah, we like it raw

whip dat raw nigga whip raw
whip dat raw nigga whip raw
nigga im the king of the jungle all a nigga do sell raw
whip that bitch ice lock that shit
go

Red Light [DVD; Bonus Track]

Smut Peddlers

Eastern Conference All Stars, Vol. 4

2004

fro HIV

This here ain't no bright lights and big city
It's dark allies, red lights with no pity
For all-a y'all raw dawgs that get gritty
Stack

The Red Light

The High & Mighty

The Eastern Conference All Stars, Vol. 2

2001

fro HIV

This here ain't no bright lights and big city
It's dark allies, red lights with no pity
For all-a y'all raw dawgs that get gritty
Stack

Yeah it's Wavy

Come let's roll
Let's have it raw 
Let's just be blown
Re je dilo 
Ba mo dilong!!
Come lets roll
Come  lets roll
Let's have it raw

nights
It's when a batch of falling
Gavels blur the vertical stripes
You ain't a leader among
You're a bottom feeder eating his young
We'll see who's

meat, my meat
Is cttached to my feet
cnd I'm leaving blood behind me as I'm running through these streets 
It's raw, it's raw
Like no one ever saw
I stole

And all she drink is skeet
She a pro at it and I'm a pro athlete
We both sex addicts we go everyday all week
She a dick pleaser and I'ma dick feeder
She

Jesus Piece

Common

Jesus Piece

2012

soul of a southern preacher
Went from dinner with bottom feeders to world leaders
We throw the peace up, knowing the world need us
Eagerness to live

me a glimpse

Call the dawgs if it be conflict

Mo’ dough mo’ stacks, mo’ chips

All night till the AM 6

Raw dawg On top I can’t be no prince



Raj

shakin
If you my bitch, then you can't be lazy
You gotta love on me, baby
Fuck on me crazy, fuck on me crazy
You know that pussy my favorite
I hit it raw

Safe sex but I'm raw, dawg
I'ma just count up the millions, it's touchin' the ceiling
I love how it fall, dawg
You get one shot to make an impression

F.H.H.

Rjd2

Dead Ringer

2002

{chorus} 
Keep tryin' to keep it real by keepin' it raw 
While half of y'all still be keepin' it flaw 
And all the real heads scream 'Fuck hip

NaNaNaNaNa
Nothing crazy on my temple
Nothing crazy on my tempo

(Huh. Huh)

Nothing crazy on my temple
Somethin never lazy with my tempo
What I do

NaNaNaNaNa
Nothing crazy on my temple
Nothing crazy on my tempo

(Huh. Huh)

Nothing crazy on my temple
Somethin never lazy with my tempo
What I do