Da Feelin'

You know it's that time 'cause (what time is it man?)
Summertime man
You all love this time of the year man
I love you

The girl's alright
They're wearing a lot less
No time like summertime, nah
It's all nice man, it's all lovely
Time to live your art, man
Yeah, yeah

Summer in the city, such a very special time
If you put aside the traffic, air pollution and the grime
You'll be pleased to be reminded that the girls are looking fine
And apart from money that's the only thing that's on my mind

Short skirts, belly tops, fake tan, string vests with the bra underneath
The man's getting hard off of half of a glimpse
I got plans to be scooping up a couple buff tings if I can
If I can't then I'm still live, I go and check my little yappy by the seaside

'Cause I know she's live plus she's a dealer
She gives me hospitality, she treats me right
That's what I need right?
And if not, then I'm on a little mission to Los Angeles
To check my Beverly Hill honey, to see if she can handle this

Pimping ain't no easy thing and some of these chicks are scandalous
But I'm a player and I say, I gotta be the man for this
I love you (I love you, I love you)

You wouldn't believe some of the shit I've seen man
Trust it
Yo, I even run up on free, but differently
Let's send a shoutout to all my people out there, yeah
Let me chat to the mandem, the ladies
You know you got to point that blank
If you wanna get what you really want out of life
Trust me, you only get one run

I don't believe in fate, life is what you make it
Make it great, I'm tryna elevate
Concentrate on getting my papers straight
Survive the great escape, from the ends I used to congregate
Until I could no longer wait, I had to find the bruvas

Otherwise I would have been worthless, making fast on the estate
Ignorant to what the earth is offering when I should take
Every chance and every opportunity to try and make
Every second and every breath of life, something to celebrate

So I been around the world now, close to the occasional boast
Different folks, different strokes, black, white and asian
All these ladies look incredible, still got me gazing
Riding jet skies, on power boats, feel so amazing

Club popping in Ibiza, I got Pacha on lock
Pull up right outside the entrance, in the Hummer, people glare
Then they stop, stare and wonder who I am and who I'm not
I just take it in my stride
But I ain't never felt this hot and I love you
(I love you, I love you)

It's all good man
Do you get me?
You know you're gonna catch me at Ibiza again, yeah
I gotta go there again

Get the Hummer out
Drivin' down the streets, knockin' down motor bikes, it's nothing
Then I turn the club, mayhem man
Girls everywhere
It's all vibes though, man

Yeah big shout to the mandem, having them
I tried shock effects, you don't know
Big occasion
Yeah oh my god, feel like they might like scrum

Big shout for T-Power yeah
And Tya Lexus yeah, yo thanks the label man
Maths and English, live by it
London city stand up
It's a UK thing, what?



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Writer(s): Dylan Mills, Andre Williams, Robert Bryson, Marc Royal
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