[Hook: Tha Joker]
I give it to them raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
Raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
I give it to them raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
This what they came for
Ain’t gotta cook it up
[Verse 1: Tha Joker]
I’m going in raw, like it’s my wife
Yeah b*tch I’m raw, but this ain’t Monday night
I am uncut, so I never seen the first aid
She get a day, after, after I hit the first day
True religion jeans, b*tch I been had em
Got so many pears, I can make a fruit salad
In the o I made magic like voila
I’m Keisha and molly, ménage à trois
And I can’t even add the b*tch to my catalogue
Cause she got no ass, cat dog
2 cold b*tch, don’t you forget it
Put the rap in the stamp on the after I spit it
[Hook: Tha Joker]
I give it to them raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
Raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
I give it to them raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
This what they came for
Ain’t gotta cook it up
[Verse 2: Tha Joker]
She got a big booty so I caressed it
Put me on the fly now the club’s congested
Codeine and sprite is my contraceptive
I f*ck a b*tch till she narcoleptic
I’m directing this so it’s non directed
My flow insane, but I’m karma collective
Point a finger at you now you convalescent
Kidnap your girl and begin my lesson
I manifest and you grabbing fist
You jocking me that’s a bad congestion
If the swag police, bust in this b*tch
Right now then you will be arrested
Bands make her dance like a cheerleader
I’m hot as f*ck and she a heat seeker
I’m a classic maker, you a masturbator
And a di*k eater, and a meat beater
Married to the game, you can ask the preacher
So they throwing all this Condeleeza
An Italian b*tch, in Italy and she sucking me, mamma mia
You a lame I don't wanna be ya , versace shades I can barely see you
Go against me and it’s rest to peace you
Pow, onomatopoeia
[Hook]
I give it to them raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
Raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
I give it to them raw and uncut
Pure and untouched
This what they came for
Ain’t gotta cook it up