The Raw and Only
Bama made
Bald fade
Big dick and I'm paid
Fit cutting like a spade
Taking hoes like a raid
People in and out my life, I only stick with who stayed
God with me the whole time, he only here cause I prayed
You can't eat with me if you ain't help me cook up the dinner
I'm a hustler, I'm a lover and damn sure a sinner
I can't care about what she say if I can't stick my dick in her
And I'm getting used to all the hate cause ain't no sympathy for winners
R-U-D-Y-R-A-W
Bitch I'm Rudy Raw
And if you flaw, then I don't fuck with you
W-A-N-N-A-B-E
Bitch you just a want to be
F-I-N-E-H-E-L-L
Bitch I'm fine as hell if you can't tell you better ask your hoe
M-Y-M-O-N-E-Y, Hoe
Yeah I like to laugh
But ain't nothing funny about my money though
Just to sit up at my table, you going to need a booster seat
Sharks only over here, so it might be you we eat
I'm so fucking genius boy, that I make money in my sleep
You so fucking stupid nigga, 10 years and you still in the streets
But Rudy, bruh wait, just what do you do
All about business I own like a few
Too grown for games, I only say truth
Just speak how I feel and express in the booth
Hate how I move so they sucking they tooth
Girls start shaking like they hear that Luke
Rudy flow nasty like roaches in puke
And you can go die and ask Jesus for proof
You niggas is fluke
And it's so true that I'm going to say it some more
You niggas fluke and get did like a hoe
I cut you deep then I lay on the low
You weigh me down then I got to let go
I can't do fake and I can't do the doubt
Who it is, tell them spell my shit out
R-U-D-Y-R-A-W
Bitch I'm Rudy Raw
And if you flaw, then I don't fuck with you
W-A-N-N-A-B-E
Bitch you just a want to be
F-I-N-E-H-E-L-L
Bitch I'm fine as hell if you can't tell you better ask your hoe
M-Y-M-O-N-E-Y, Hoe
Yeah I like to laugh
But ain't nothing funny about my money though
R-U-D-Y-R-A-W
Bitch I'm Rudy Raw
And if you flaw, then I don't fuck with you
W-A-N-N-A-B-E
Bitch you just a want to be
F-I-N-E-H-E-L-L
Bitch I'm fine as hell if you can't tell you better ask your hoe
M-Y-M-O-N-E-Y, Hoe
Yeah I like to laugh
But ain't nothing funny about my money though
Bald fade
Big dick and I'm paid
Fit cutting like a spade
Taking hoes like a raid
People in and out my life, I only stick with who stayed
God with me the whole time, he only here cause I prayed
You can't eat with me if you ain't help me cook up the dinner
I'm a hustler, I'm a lover and damn sure a sinner
I can't care about what she say if I can't stick my dick in her
And I'm getting used to all the hate cause ain't no sympathy for winners
R-U-D-Y-R-A-W
Bitch I'm Rudy Raw
And if you flaw, then I don't fuck with you
W-A-N-N-A-B-E
Bitch you just a want to be
F-I-N-E-H-E-L-L
Bitch I'm fine as hell if you can't tell you better ask your hoe
M-Y-M-O-N-E-Y, Hoe
Yeah I like to laugh
But ain't nothing funny about my money though
Just to sit up at my table, you going to need a booster seat
Sharks only over here, so it might be you we eat
I'm so fucking genius boy, that I make money in my sleep
You so fucking stupid nigga, 10 years and you still in the streets
But Rudy, bruh wait, just what do you do
All about business I own like a few
Too grown for games, I only say truth
Just speak how I feel and express in the booth
Hate how I move so they sucking they tooth
Girls start shaking like they hear that Luke
Rudy flow nasty like roaches in puke
And you can go die and ask Jesus for proof
You niggas is fluke
And it's so true that I'm going to say it some more
You niggas fluke and get did like a hoe
I cut you deep then I lay on the low
You weigh me down then I got to let go
I can't do fake and I can't do the doubt
Who it is, tell them spell my shit out
R-U-D-Y-R-A-W
Bitch I'm Rudy Raw
And if you flaw, then I don't fuck with you
W-A-N-N-A-B-E
Bitch you just a want to be
F-I-N-E-H-E-L-L
Bitch I'm fine as hell if you can't tell you better ask your hoe
M-Y-M-O-N-E-Y, Hoe
Yeah I like to laugh
But ain't nothing funny about my money though
R-U-D-Y-R-A-W
Bitch I'm Rudy Raw
And if you flaw, then I don't fuck with you
W-A-N-N-A-B-E
Bitch you just a want to be
F-I-N-E-H-E-L-L
Bitch I'm fine as hell if you can't tell you better ask your hoe
M-Y-M-O-N-E-Y, Hoe
Yeah I like to laugh
But ain't nothing funny about my money though
Credits
Writer(s): Rudy Marks
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