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- Chris Brown I’m So Raw 歌詞
- Chris Brown
- Look
Im so raw
Turn da oven on
Cheff papa johns
I get the parmesan
She want ah yellow nigga
Corn on the cobb
Indian giver
Slobb on my nobb
The bitch blow hard
Harder den some halls
Here take um all youll be straight in the morn
Im two piece gone
Im neva gone call
Fly nigga I ont wear it if its in da mall
Seen it on da blog
These mutha fuckas cost
East saint laurent
U can tell by the faunt
I do wat I want
Wake up wens its lunch
Walk like Im drunk
Swagga so uh
Gold yard trunks go around I got ah bunch
Tell till you safe bitch get up out my stuff
I wouldnt recamend
U would eva check um in
I started with da end
So where do I begin
Im so raw
Turn da oven on
Cheff papa johns
I get the parmesan
Pocket full of paper under age in casino
U wanna see id oh
But Im in da suite doe
Here my room key go
Room movin slow mo
Fans want ah photo
But its my turn ta roll hold up baby hold those
U see Im chillin doe low
Lense with ah logo
Pinky ring fro doe
Im fellin myself no hohoho homo
Hold da beat pour dat mo roro roso
Rosa you bozos
Couldntspeak wat Im on
U n me rosseta stone
All these niggas r ah clone
We be originals
Young money sinimals
Tribe full of generals
Dnt ask me shit unless it in ah interview nigga
Unless its in ah interview aha
Dnt talk ta me Im not your friend
Im just ah fan
Of ah ah fan aha
I love all myfans doe
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