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2raw - bodega bamz lyrics

[chorus]
too raw, to y’all, touche, two k
two cars, two cribs, too late, two yays
too raw, to y’all, touche, two k
two cars, two cribs, too late, two yays

[post*chorus]
too raw, to fall, too raw, to fall
too raw, to fall, too raw, to fall (yeah, nate!)

[verse]
hold it down, you know my name, mia yo’ hurricane
even way before the fame, even weighin’ ‘caine, yeah
let me speak about my truth, if you want it, hear it through
expressin’ like the h*o*v lane, new driver racin’ through
lot of white girls in la [?], back when i was smokin’ hook’
breezin’ through like i was drew, who you thought a fluke, me?
how can that be? i provide, i’m the wave you rappers ride
all my words will make me rich, i cannot afford to liе
nor do i want to or need, too busy servin’ humble pie
stand on my own two, nеver slippin’, you know this life of mine
is all mine (what), all mine, it belong to me
she came with you (what) dropped her off, now she leave with me
i’m not a pretty (what) boy, boy, i’m a t*h*u*g
not a pretty, boy, boy (huh, huh, huh)
man listen, listen man, i’ma keep it true (yeah)
that’s a stack (yeah), counterfeits, scammin’, never me
hug the block, love the corner, would you marry me? (what)
never loyal (yeah), i ain’t stupid, nothing comin’ free (yeah)
coulda woulda (yeah) shoulda n*gga, that was never me
i love my girl (ha ha ha), i eat her booty, that was never me
a sucker sucker (yeah), sucker sucker, i got baby mamas
got a couple (yeah), i need a triple, like my commas commas
shut your mouth

[chorus]
too raw, to y’all, touche, two k
two cars, two cribs, too late, two yays
too raw, to y’all, touche, two k
two cars, two cribs, too late, two yays

[post*chorus]
too raw, to fall, too raw, to fall
too raw, to fall, too raw, to fall (yeah, nate!)

[outro: bodega bamz & peter rosenberg]
you know, yams just dm’d me one day, he was like, “yo,” you know what i’m sayin’, “i been wantin’ to mess with y’all, y’all need anything, i got y’all,” and—
so it was really just on some hip*hop love, like he just loved the way y’all moved
love, man. yeah, love, because he was a latino too, so we, we shared the same kinda vision. he—where, where, where we wanna take it, where we been takin’ it at, he wanted the same thing, you know what i’m sayin’? because this is a—he’s half puerto rican, half dominican as well

- bodega bamz lyrics

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