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Clay Raw - Don't Be A Fool lyrics

Artist: Clay Raw

album: TOO RAW


It's Clay Raw on the Track Man
Fool Fool Fool
Don't be a Fool man
Fool Fool Fool
Don't be a Fool man
Fool Fool Fool
Don't be a Fool man
Don't be a fool
I drip on a bitch like a pool (Blop)
She sit on the dick like a stool
Man I got the best yay in school
You fools you ain't really intelligent
When I'm in the trap I'm in my element
Fat bitch in the room that's an elephant
And I keep all my roaches for sentiment
I woke up mily rock right on a brick today
Bought my new bitch a drake that's a mini k
In my coup I'm high speed on the interstate
Never wifing a hoe I smoke weeding cake
Am I high as a Cliff? nigga probably
And this bitch gonna swallow my prodigies
She be giving me knowledge like Socrates
And I don't give A FUCK bout astrology
How many times I gotta tell yall man, don't be a fool. (But Clay)
Most of these girls that you see out here they not actually trynna fuck with you
They just trynna get they nails done get some food or something
Don't be a fool man
Fool Fool Fool Fool
Don't be a Fool man
Fool Fool Fool
Don't be a Fool man
Fool Fool Fool
Don't be a Fool man
Don't be a fool
She come over and give me the drool
No mechanic but I keep that tool
I was smoking that shit n got kicked out of school
The way that I move is impressive
My coke make bitches slide its electric
Selling grams so I'm using the metric
And we stacking them bricks like it's Tetris
It's Clay Raw and my flow is so elegant
All my haters and doubters irrelevant
Baby swallow me up like a pelican
Pick up work from my boy he's a Mexican
We got guns like the army no regiment
And I'm smoking on something called Heaven Scent
What u know about earning your letterman
Not for sports but for BRICKS you had coming in
When I step in the scene the hoes flock to me
I'm investing dope money in property
Got a pump not for gas in the driver seat
And a 5% tint just for privacy
Cash app only I don't give out no receipts
And ur bitch said my coke help her socially
I got birds coming in man no poultry
On the plane she put dope in her toiletries
"I be telling y'all man
Don't be a fool
Seen too many niggas out here looking stupid man 'cmon STAND UP
Get yall shit together it's all about how u move my brotha"
Girl b playing they games they play tournaments
And I stay with the tree like an ornament
My boy back in the states from deployment
Fill the yacht with some 10s for enjoyment
My status is something Obama like
Guess I'm Muslim cuz I got a couple wife's
Cut her off like a steak with a dinner knife
Make her sleep on the floor like she missed a flight
Ain't no acting but I always play my part
Selling dope cross the street from the mini-mart
Got the drum on my Glock that's a titty bar
Bet the slugs from this pump blow him really far
Got a COUP bitch I don't even drive a car
Put my drone in the air where the pigeons are
Bout a 1/8 and a half rolled in my cigar
Told her grab it and twist like a pickle jar(Hahaha)
Told her grab it and twist like a pickle jaw man
Y'all some fools man it's clay raw on the track and this is too Raw hope y'all enjoy it

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