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Pharrell Williams - Raspy Shit lyrics
Lil better yup lil skateboard p yessur yessur yessur yessur [Verse 1] Ma the way you huggin on me is a problem what the fuck you tryin' to end up in the gossip column I know I got jewels like im the pharroah of the ghetto but we are in the bright ass shiny carrara stickin your feet out the window so they can see your stillettos costs a thousand dollahs same as your house n holla not to mention your wrists and the thirty thousand collah pussy must be good he's victim to your power....shit nigga like me I would never avower spit that shit to me i'd ask you haveyou showered you wanna get up in my boat and ride take pictues of with the kid up in ocean drive go to casatua and sip on calluas at the bar talking to other women about the best jewelers you would like that huh... smile and still call your girlfriend (why) who fell asleep at the wheel [chorus] dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit tryin to ask me shit [Verse 2] (hey yo) I walk in brashest certainly the crassest the restuarants classes the owners is ass my money is green like the helmet of a fashess so what you want patrone no patrussi in glasses aint no mystery his daughter knows the history and every night we toast like its victory get with me and i aint change sense my early intel ive been snackin on shrimp and sippin on shirrley temples no drug to drinkin what you want no seriously what you thinkin sense the yukon never puffed a jay you ask lou shaun back when he pushed babes like it was like coupons with a house full of dames like it was moulon i would ask there name but they would only do shaun and i aint sayin they regret it but fuck would they do but if they could reverse time what the fuck would they do [chorus] dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit tryin to ask me shit [Verse 3] honeys pandomania eyes like a rainion lighter than the blue of the sky or the day we in ass like a volleyball kind that make your dick hard head to the hustlas so sweet she can get cars now she here with me lil skateboard p cheaper than the sound of a bird that chirps i spit then i hit then i murk yessur i flick chicos sticks and a twix thats her she admire how a champion lives how i sign slim slug with a ramp in my crib im a champion i do as a champion did except i improve with the new and the rest get rid but some ya'll dont like that it seems you tryin to bite back instead of sayin hi gettin fly but ill be right back my dude got the skills if you think your fly shoot the wings of your egoand watch you sky dive [chorus] dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit tryin to ask me shit |
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