How I Feel
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
I said, "Girl, you know what time it is
Let's go fill these glasses up."
Bad bitch contest, everybody after ya
Girl, that ass is fat as fuck
I'll change my facebook status for it
Throw your ass a half a dollar, girl
'Cause you a massacre
When you take them clothes off
Bet you look how I imagined ya
Girl, don't even front
Bring that ass right here, back it up
Oh, see, now you asking for it
You know you can't pass it up
I'm in love with you, p.s
Come and pick my package up
Look at how you stacking up
To all these other ratchet ones
As long as you ain't broke
'Cause my name ain't Mr. Patch-it-up
I'm used to first class and such
Them other dudes can't match it up
I'ma buy you a drank
Go head and grab a cup
It ain't tricking if you got it
Girl come get it, if you want it
You gonna fall in love tonight and
I'm gonna hit it in the morning
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
Throw your ass a half a dollar tell you go shawty
Show you some McFly shit, yes, I know Marty
Redskin like I'm RG, make O's like Boyardee
Charles town resident, balling like I'm Barkley
Where did valet park me? What's this on my car seat?
Yes, it's just Hyundai, but I whip it like a 'Rari
Baby, it's your birthday, I'm tryna have a party
It's up to you, baby girl, yes, no, are we?
It's fuck you if you ain't fucking with me
It shot, shot, shot 'til it's fucking empty
Double dare? Girl, don't fucking tempt me
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
Girl, I know you want it
It's yours you own it
Yeah, you own it
I don't know about forever
Girl, I'm yours for the moment
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
I said, "Girl, you know what time it is
Let's go fill these glasses up."
Bad bitch contest, everybody after ya
Girl, that ass is fat as fuck
I'll change my facebook status for it
Throw your ass a half a dollar, girl
'Cause you a massacre
When you take them clothes off
Bet you look how I imagined ya
Girl, don't even front
Bring that ass right here, back it up
Oh, see, now you asking for it
You know you can't pass it up
I'm in love with you, p.s
Come and pick my package up
Look at how you stacking up
To all these other ratchet ones
As long as you ain't broke
'Cause my name ain't Mr. Patch-it-up
I'm used to first class and such
Them other dudes can't match it up
I'ma buy you a drank
Go head and grab a cup
It ain't tricking if you got it
Girl come get it, if you want it
You gonna fall in love tonight and
I'm gonna hit it in the morning
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
Throw your ass a half a dollar tell you go shawty
Show you some McFly shit, yes, I know Marty
Redskin like I'm RG, make O's like Boyardee
Charles town resident, balling like I'm Barkley
Where did valet park me? What's this on my car seat?
Yes, it's just Hyundai, but I whip it like a 'Rari
Baby, it's your birthday, I'm tryna have a party
It's up to you, baby girl, yes, no, are we?
It's fuck you if you ain't fucking with me
It shot, shot, shot 'til it's fucking empty
Double dare? Girl, don't fucking tempt me
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
Girl, I know you want it
It's yours you own it
Yeah, you own it
I don't know about forever
Girl, I'm yours for the moment
That's just how I feel
Blowing checks, blowing dank
That's just how I feel
Got my chick, got my drank
That's just how I feel
Boy, I'm laughing to the bank
That's just how I feel
Hands up if you feel the same way
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Writer(s): Christopher Locklear
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