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joseph mcfashion - raw 3 كلمات أغنية

[intro: kash doll]
(coach me, joey)
(kd)

[verse 1: kash doll]
let’s get it
my shoes and my bag alone worth a quarter milly (ayy)
i can post my feet on onlyfans and break the city (facts)
real b_tch, only thing fake is my titties
hahaha, what happened? who did it? (huh?)
had a lil’ run for a minute, b_tches finished (f_ck outta here)
walked in mercedes, told the dealer no limit
the maintenance on the whip, it’s gon’ cost a quarter chicken
i’m in my bag now, i’m feelin’ like missy
flyin’ down the lodge in the drop, you can’t miss me (yoom)
the rm don’t stand for room, it stand for richard millie
still rockin’ fenty, my endorsemеnt one_sixty
uh, excuse mе? h_llo? (h_llo?)
i don’t want some flowers, don’t you see my kit rose? (ayy)
can you get my number? would you like to get hoed?
i’m in here tryna shop, n_gga, get the f_ck on (f_ck outta here)

[verse 2: cash kidd & babyfxce e]
huh, that’s unfortunate
bullets smacked him in his ass like good sportsmanship
one hundred a stroke, your b_tch know she can’t afford this d_ck
let it grow, i don’t know who to pop like a murray b_tch
huh, yeah, outta there
dropped the top, i took it off like nelly ’cause it’s hot in here
is it me or did i get rich or havin’ not a care?
huh, these n_ggas got big poor like papa bear
i don’t want the b_tch if when i’m with her, they don’t stop and stare
rode the ghost around through the city, everybody scared
you can see the r when i pose, this ain’t rocawear
don’t go back and forth over hoes, this ain’t hockey air
i don’t know who spin more blocks for me, g or lavier
i wasn’t even h_rny for your b_tch, the liquor got me there
he put five percent on his charger, still gon’ die in there
mama said it’s been a lot of shootings, told her i’m aware (yop, yop, yop)
[verse 3: babyfxce e & loni b]
make sure you keep your shiesty down just in case they check the cameras
she can’t find her a new n_gga because i set the standards
tuck the switchy in the huggies box, bro, they ain’t gon’ check the pampers
them bottle girls always look way better than the f_ckin’ dancers
glocks, dracs, switches, bad b_tches, fast sh_t, and dog sh_t, bro, we got all above
don’t make it seem like you got off on me ’cause i showed you love
feel like a trophy when you cop a rollie, that’s why you hold it up
walk out the store with a slushy cup, but this b_tch soda’d up
he told me he was f_cked up without sayin’ it because he sold his buffs
think i got some water all over my hands, bro, i can’t hold a grudge
unc’ been doin’ this sh_t for like ten years, he still can’t throw the cup
every time i talk to somebody i ain’t seen in years, they say, “you goin’ up”
i did sh_t too, don’t care ’bout what you did, gon’ have to show me somethin’
let me crack first time i tried to hit, bro, she a hole in one
this one all legit, but i still drive it like my stolen one (yeah, yeah)

[verse 4: loni b]
chanel rain boots seventeen, let me go find a puddle
if you wasn’t busy d_ck suckin’, then you might could bubble
you know how much this kit cost? then you know i don’t tussle
n_ggas chain stiff like kid parties, got no kind of hustle
i lose buffs like velma, you can’t afford the real ones
think a tornado hit the ‘vette, took off the whole ceiling
bro seen the opps and turned terio like, “ooh, k!ll ’em”
my dentist said i’m doin’ good, i ain’t got no fillings
[verse 5: babyface ray]
yeah, she want me to f_ck her raw, but i got too much, i can’t do that (too much)
my young n_gga got him a switch, he tryna find him somethin’ to shoot at (b_tch)
i pull off jumpin’ the line, i got my rank up, i’m not waitin’ for sh_t (mhm)
i don’t want no feelings i do fake, that’s why i’m payin’ for it
yeah, louis laces fat like lanvin and i’m plannin’ (playin’)
hundred k all blue faces, think i scammed this sh_t (not at all)
all that hatin’ n_ggas doin’, i’ma smack his b_tch (they hatin’)
2k a night, top floors, trappin’ out the ritz (trap)
she ask me who i’d kiss, i’d rather buy a rick (i’d rather buy a rick)
i keep a dirty pole on me like i’m not legit
i got more money than the dean without a scholarship
i flush a whole pint of lean before i buy a b_tch

[verse 6: baby money]
a thousand grams on my cuban, could’ve bought a brick
i don’t care why we into it, we ain’t squashin’ sh_t
coppin’ bags and drive ’em back, that’s what got us rich
san antonio, i’m coachin’ plays like i’m popovich
i was just sleepin’ in the cold, i got a mil’, but i want more
new bentley, crack the door, that b_tch gon’ highlight on the floor
buy ’em by the truckload, but they got here by a boat
they only two hours away, they ’bout to drop ’em off on poe
it’s swim lessons, just put a baby in the water, it’s gon’ float
put my hands on a b_tch, right now, i got her by the throat
she lovin’ me, when you in and out of town, she f_ckin’ me
we k!lled his mans last year, we ’bout to send him company
this sh_t for real, for a pretty penny, it get ugly
that head be good when you do it, baby, let my brother see
yeah, my year gold, it’s crazy, did it in a couple weeks
a cool cold b_tch with me, put her in some double c
i miss her, when she with me, the stick in my b_tch purse
don’t bring your ho around the gang ‘less you let me hit first
‘fore you go and buy a chain, n_gga, buy a brick first
sixty thousand on my watch, this sh_t make my wrist hurt, easy money

- joseph mcfashion

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