Lyrics of Raw

Common

La la la la la
La la la la la

(verse 1)
Bow! bow!
I came through the door with the raw martin margiela superstar status
Everything stellar, with some bad bitches and some ex-drug sellers
Niggas already jealous, we in this joint like bob marley and the wailers
She already wanna pick, bitch dont be so over zealous
Go to the bar to get around like a propeller
The bar maids name is stella
Im so appalled like mccartney, would you record me
Am i really mad? hardly, im here to party
One of yall to give me body like lati-fah
Niggas in the corner smoking that ree-fa
Seen a girl she had bottom like a speak-er
Wanna put some hands on her like a preach-er
Hmmmm! well let me take my time
She ordered bacardi, getting twisted in the limelight
Seen that ass cause i got hindsight
She was lit shining bright in a fit that was tight
Bout to get that invite to a night over egypt
She said you rap? yea mummy
Im tutankhamun kicking it, spending this rap money

(hook) x2
Feels so good
I wanna touch somebody
So lets go, go
Wanna feel you close, keep touching

(bridge) x4
La la la la la, how you like it

(verse 2)
She was all couture, in a tom ford
Security guard let me in cause im lord
Of finesse, the under, the rings, the dress
Code is to always stay fresh
Aware of a chest cause i stay abreast
She was extra cold, im here to de-congest
This nigga next to us was slopped and made a mess
Knocking over bar stools, i hoped that he carpooled
Im locked into my mood, long as dude dont disturb my groove
I wont have to take it back to high school
Rewind! no need to take me back in time
Keep my mind on the grind and the great feline
Cause whats in front of me is this behind
Up north shes thick, down south shes fine
Tuned in to what im doing
Im so unassuming when im pursuing
The ladies, the ladies, a soldier of love like sade
So in love to this lady when this nigga tried to play me
Saw me talking to slim and started acting shady
Dude got foul like crack in the 80s
Uh, uh, uh! you dont wanna test this yo
You never know who got a check up in the disco
You hollywood. nah nigga, im chicago
So i cracked his head with a motherfucking bottle