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cris million - hittin' it raw lyrics

-jame foxx – you make me feel so comfortbale sample-

[verse]
i wonder what another gram would do to your hands, that seem glad to be resting on my levi pants
insane plans to raise levels of progestin in your adrenal glands to pause menstrual flows till an hatched offspring grows and symptoms show
like woah, now your father by default, no
could never let the wrong chic, trick me into parenting
thats why i always buckle up and only take my hat off to applaud the struggle of trying to make em favourite jeans hug your hips -applause-
you probably thought it would sway me to sow a zygote
but conscious spoke and said “you mustn’t be so reckless
its at my best interest to make sure that i got my c-ck sock on when its cue to eject cos -eject sound-”

[hook]
i don’t flex with wild hoes, i don’t flex with wild hoes, i ain’t ever hitting em raw uh uh uh uh
(unless her intellects delves deeper than her v-g-n- walls)
then i don’t flex wild hoes, i ain’t ever hitting em raw
i don’t flex wild hoes, i ain’t ever hitting em raw

[verse]
i handed you change to buy rubbers but instead you bought back a book of baby names and puckered lips and then bowed to the tip and that was cool
till you began tugging my zip, i ain’t a fool
to leave strands of c-m sticking on the roof of your womb
and have the sense of impending doom torment me
man just thought alone’s scares me so for that, i stay wary of your type
that try to sue a brother cos he never let you stay the night
then go woo another thinking time time your gonna get it right, risking life and limb to get a n-gga hooked up in those fishnets
thats why, i stay ahead and keep an hat for the skinheads
who been def and never hear the waves approaching -waves-
if your ain’t gut sure, rest ash0r- leave em on their mattress sulking
ask breed about the catholic who try to breed an half obscene, half ethiopian that sparked a pandemonium
but we spit it through the wire and not through the fallopian

[refrain]
thats why i roll with my pack of pimps and we the realest and the trillest like pac and pimp x 2

- cris million lyrics

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