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Текст песни Casual - He Think He Raw

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* send corrections to the typist[Chorus # One]I`m a make my nigga love dat. I`m still in the shit, killin` the shit cause nigga still feelin` this shit. Show me where your love at what`s wrong wit dat. (Bad bitch`s in the back ground) "Cause ain`t nothin` wrong wit dat."[First Verse]I need some scrill n` that`s realThey got me in this league feelin` like Jermaine O`Neillcame out to early an` signed the wrong dealSo now Jerry Brown movin` in the navy sealsNeed to go to Kosovo find me the first HoLookin` for a man ta` get her ready to goInstead of the dough she, trippin` off the medical`s broThe pharmaceuticals are beautiful but you wouldn`t knowTo do for my Ho I`ll ride on a scooter in snowWho do you know that`ll tutor your HoThe executor truth n` shitGot em` wishin`to be hotter want me an` Faye play in the Bay with sea ottersTo be modest shit I need dollars weed knowledge an` two S.S. Impalas`Bubblin` to get my little girls through college an they gonna love datHolla[Chorus #2]I`m a make my people love datI`m still in the shit killin` the shitCause nigga still feelin` this shitNigga show me where your love atWhat`s wrong with dat(Back to chours number one.)[Second Verse]Man I got this shit shut bitches creamin` for the semenIt`s your ho?It`s my nutIt ain`t nuttin` till you struttin` through the cutan see your slut on the passenger side I`m like what?This bitch call me that`s why you saw me faulty slidin` on way-way with babyFelt like something wuz wrong she jumpin` my bonesBut I got Seven-Six-Two`s(Recording Studio)that are pumpin` your domeWutin` answerin` her cellular phoneMan I`m tellin` yaScheming at the shop you tried to follow me inNot knowing that his bitch is at the holiday innwith a bottle of ginn an` her modelin` friend you a ballerI ain`t got I a dollar to spendJus` holla n` then next week it`s Quality InnCant wait to see Dada(Check shout outs n` thank youse)again soon as he get outta the penHolla[-Chorus number one. Two times][Third verse]Eh. you got some money?You better invest thatCause nigga`ll be all in your house like “where the rest at?”Shoe- box under the bed could of, guessed thatYou blessed cause you ain`t sleeping in your vest catGot bitches jockin` John for stocks n` Bondsand Mutual Funds but only the beautiful onesPartner!You know what blunt`s do to your lungs?Nuttin`Least bit they plottin` the meek shitBut fuck dat a nigga still get leather on a brand new fitan` walk the pit talkin` shit wit nigga`sI be sparking witBut we family so normally we chalk the shitInformallyMy armour be the harmony near a situation what Karma be harming me?(This is harmony.)[-Chorus number one. Two times]

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He Think He Raw

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