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SCHOOLBOY Q : 2 Raw lyrics

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SCHOOLBOY Q lyrics : "2 Raw"

Aye groove the window down oh %#@! I'm getting high
Still I'm cool.. No AC needed
Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin

Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing
Bet I make that #[email protected] whistle up and down that booty dribble
Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh

Ain't $#&@in with u losers all my ^!$$%s won
It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one
Look down upon the ceiling

Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling
Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings
Shake the nonbelievers off I'm tryna navigate a million

But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean
She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin
So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt

Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the $#&@?

2, 2 $#&@ing raw (Face down, $$# up)


!#@#, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans
Even methamphetamines

Get this bread by any means
Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently
Turn ya job into a ki

Turn that ki into a beach
Turn that beach into ur sleep
Rest ya head, remain neat

Haters love to hate a G
Gossip on ya bakery
Wish they had the recipe

Swear this life is meant for me
Tired of crackin ^!$$%s heads in the stolen challenger
Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger

Every corner, camera
^!$$% I'm just tryna live
%#@!ty on a %#@!ty curb

^!$$%s can ya front ya kids
See how ^!$$%s get it in
Trappin so we live in sin

This felony won't keep me in I'm hungry gotta rob again
Embarrassing my mom and them
Grandma braggin to her friends

Killin beef, apparently
Name a ^!$$% rare as me
Yeah I be, 2 $#&@in raw


2, 2 $#&@ing raw (Face down, $$# up)


Got me swagged
Then I put yo style in a body bag
Man I'm off a bag of that good

My flow off a pile of pack
Man I'm leanin hard, like I'm off that sy-RUP
And I'm damn near tore up

Wit my dogs and locstas
And we all got stock like brokers
Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah

Hoes gon chase us, yeah
Straight to the condo
Yeah (*##$es ain't %#@! that's the muhh$#&@in motto

In the monte carlo
Yeah sippin on carlo
Just me and my posse

Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase
Look at my life raw, !#$%
(*##$es wanna suck me off, QUICKER

Haters can't stand my guts, !#$%
Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER
I'm on my own, I'm in my zone

(*##$ ^!$$%s can't knock me off my throne
I'm on my %#@!, cuz septic tanks
I don't give a $#&@ what set you claim

Just get yo money let the bull%#@! walk
Ima get this cheese like a lil rat (*##$
$#&@in suck me good

Nibbling thru her team
Raw %#@!
^!$$% check me out
Know ya jockin my steez best believe ^!$$% we run this %#@!
^!$$%s know that I be be

2 $#&@in rawwww

2, 2 $#&@ing raw (Face down, $$# up)

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