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RAVEN Video (MV)




Performed By: Javon
Length: 2:55
Written by: Javon Broussard




Javon - RAVEN Lyrics




Thirty get that bag boy
I hit Hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
I can't trust a hoe I know a hoe tell Like the days inn
I hope the oops don't really want Beef we gonn make they days end
Tell 'em pick a side or stay inside They better stay in
Say twin I heard some niggas Claiming they can f*ck with us
I ain't never worried bout shit Cause I ain't never been runner up
Learned as a kid can't make Mistakes no room for f*cken up Ain't no f*cken up in this World Nigga

If i don't know nothing I know I'm getting bucks like Tom Brady Guess I'm a buccaneer
Told shawty Don't show up tryna Chill we only f*ck in here
Told the bitch I love her but I lied I Only love the head
She told me that she love me but Like a picnic she just want some Bread Yeah yeahhhh
Look at what we went through Now im coming up
Choppa sound like a band f*ck Around and give the drummer one Buckin through the Crowd with My guys it ain't no one one Glock Came with a beam and a switch Who Tryna f*ck with some

I hit Hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
I can't trust a hoe I know a hoe tell Like the days inn I hope the oops Don't really want Beef we gonn Make they days end Tell them pick a Side or stay inside you better stay In Better stay in the house nigga
Say twin I heard some niggas Claiming they can f*ck with us
I ain't never worried bout shit Cause I ain't never been runner up
Learned as a kid can't make Mistakes no room for f*cken up

I'm going back in she gonn eat the Balls up too call her ms pac man
Before I had a crib she let me f*ck Her on the backend
Like cap and them Ion wear no Hats So bitch you know it ain't no Capping here And Niggas wanna Beef on the gram turn them to Captions yeah Cause I was ready To Go To war for real My dog been Rolling off them pills Just had my Cousin on the line and he
Been Praying for a appeal
I'm from where niggas kill they Potna and the youngins doing Drills damn how you Whack yo Man Cause I'd stand on top of Niggas before they take the stand
I got killin killas nigga on Command you probably see the Shit on tv nigga on demand

I hit Hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
I can't trust a hoe I know a hoe tell Like the days inn I hope the oops Don't really want Beef we gonn Make they days end Tell them pick a Side or stay inside you better stay In Better stay in the house nigga
Say twin I heard some niggas Claiming they can f*ck with us
I ain't never worried bout shit Cause I ain't never been runner up
Learned as a kid can't make Mistakes no room for f*cken up
Yeah yeah yeah no room for F*cking up we at the days inn
We gonn make they days end
Hit a hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
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Thirty get that bag boy
I hit Hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
I can't trust a hoe I know a hoe tell Like the days inn
I hope the oops don't really want Beef we gonn make they days end
Tell 'em pick a side or stay inside They better stay in
Say twin I heard some niggas Claiming they can f*ck with us
I ain't never worried bout shit Cause I ain't never been runner up
Learned as a kid can't make Mistakes no room for f*cken up Ain't no f*cken up in this World Nigga

If i don't know nothing I know I'm getting bucks like Tom Brady Guess I'm a buccaneer
Told shawty Don't show up tryna Chill we only f*ck in here
Told the bitch I love her but I lied I Only love the head
She told me that she love me but Like a picnic she just want some Bread Yeah yeahhhh
Look at what we went through Now im coming up
Choppa sound like a band f*ck Around and give the drummer one Buckin through the Crowd with My guys it ain't no one one Glock Came with a beam and a switch Who Tryna f*ck with some

I hit Hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
I can't trust a hoe I know a hoe tell Like the days inn I hope the oops Don't really want Beef we gonn Make they days end Tell them pick a Side or stay inside you better stay In Better stay in the house nigga
Say twin I heard some niggas Claiming they can f*ck with us
I ain't never worried bout shit Cause I ain't never been runner up
Learned as a kid can't make Mistakes no room for f*cken up

I'm going back in she gonn eat the Balls up too call her ms pac man
Before I had a crib she let me f*ck Her on the backend
Like cap and them Ion wear no Hats So bitch you know it ain't no Capping here And Niggas wanna Beef on the gram turn them to Captions yeah Cause I was ready To Go To war for real My dog been Rolling off them pills Just had my Cousin on the line and he
Been Praying for a appeal
I'm from where niggas kill they Potna and the youngins doing Drills damn how you Whack yo Man Cause I'd stand on top of Niggas before they take the stand
I got killin killas nigga on Command you probably see the Shit on tv nigga on demand

I hit Hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
I can't trust a hoe I know a hoe tell Like the days inn I hope the oops Don't really want Beef we gonn Make they days end Tell them pick a Side or stay inside you better stay In Better stay in the house nigga
Say twin I heard some niggas Claiming they can f*ck with us
I ain't never worried bout shit Cause I ain't never been runner up
Learned as a kid can't make Mistakes no room for f*cken up
Yeah yeah yeah no room for F*cking up we at the days inn
We gonn make they days end
Hit a hoe from Baltimore no Symone her name was raven
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Writer: Javon Broussard
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