Raw lyrics

Woo, hey, Swizzy (woo!), Monica (ay) (Bounce, bounce) ATL Ya want that? Ya gotta have that I know you need that, you gotta have that Ya want that? Ya gotta have that I know you need that, you gotta have that Okay, okay, ladies Now, get that paper, make the paper, you know I'ma come and save ya You know where I live, I got them million-dollar neighbors I came through your block lookin' so clean The chicks like: Damn, he got the shoulder-lean You can touch it, you can grab it, if you like it, you can have it We flyin' way far, girl, I make that your habit I'm caked-out to death, you rocked-out to death I make ya spend it all till it ain't nothing left I'ma have to spit it like this Say the same thing with a little twist Soft, sweet ain't workin' no more, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Your 22's ain't nothing new You out hustlin', you better bring it in Soft, sweet ain't workin no more, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Now you can say bye to me bein' lady-like Say peace to me tryna keep the peace It ain't work then, you only heard me But now, you listenin' when I go crazy Get in-line when I lose my mind I found out, I gotta get you mad– For you to make me glad So, I'm– I'ma have to spit it like this Say the same thing with a little twist Soft, sweet ain't workin' no more, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Your 22's ain't nothin' new You out hustlin', you better bring it in Soft, sweet ain't workin' no more, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Since you're so street, I'ma bring it to your level Imagine I'm your new connect You 'bout to meet tomorrow's Keepin' me happy is so important 'Cause I'm the one who can keep us ballin' You need to take that, apply to us (apply it to us) All that hard work, apply to us (apply it to us) If you want me to be the girl that you love So, I'm– I'ma have to spit it like this Say the same thing with a little twist Soft, sweet ain't workin' no more, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Your 22's ain't nothing new You out hustlin', you better bring it in Soft, sweet ain't workin' no more, no, no, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– All my girls, just give it to 'em raw, so Them boys with no game, we ain't for (I'ma have–) I'ma have to spit it like this Say the same thing with a little twist Soft, sweet ain't workin' no more, no I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Your 22's ain't nothin' new (everything hustlin', yeah) You out hustlin', you better bring it in Soft, sweet ain't workin no more, no (no, no, no) I'm fittin' to give it to ya raw, so– Oh-oh Said ooh, whoa, whoa So raw