What It Feels Like

This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me
This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me
This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me
This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me

Pleasure, pain
Fire, rain
Harmony
Kisses with the morning sun (kisses with the morning sun)
My hips framed in silky black
Or
Your hands on the small of my back
Blowing pack or a stack 'cuz we got it
Jazz with peppermint tea

My treasure
No measures
His pleasure
Time forever
Intense chemistry
Like it was meant to be
Being dangerously too deep

If we riding in leather (yeah, yeah)
In top down weather (yeah, yeah)
The crowd screaming your name (Oh, yeah yeah)
Like ooh la dee du du
Or like Im Guwop! (Brr)

This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me
This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me
This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me
This is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
This is what it feels like to me

It sounded good being either lovers or his boo
But im a real monogamous thinker when it comes to getting dues
My foreplay is Dolce
He come pass mi way we'll leave his head where the mulch lay, for play
I'm the type to love the four axles with the door play
And if he match my drive there's discussion for some core play
There she goes again
Back to making ends
Thanking God for this pen
'Cuz it had me back when
So for now we partake in
These shots of Remy
Let me chill, 'cuz I'm a lightweight sipper
Black skinned, slender thick, tight waist figure
This for Bassline Bliss
Right pace listeners
And I know im causing buzz I'm positive I ain't shy
And when you see me out about be positive that I'm fly
I'm positive you miss the shots that you don't ever try
So if they put me on the spot be positive imma fry
Wake up cuz my eggs cookin'
You know them feds lookin'
U'Nique pumped the bass
And I added the ace
He jazzed up my taste and then clarified my place
And I just want yall hands up to give the drummers some
Pour my brothers some
Open oblongatas
New order of Prada got him biting like piranhas
I got to get mine, yeah
I really truly believe that
And if they ask questions please CAPITAL B That...

B E L L A (yeah, yeah)
B E L L A (yeah, yeah)
B E L L A (yeah, yeah)
My name is B E L L A (ooh, ooh ooh, yeah, yeah)
It feels like B E L L A (yeah, yeah)
My name is B E L L A (yeah, yeah)
What we feel like? B E L L A (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
B E L L A (yeah, yeah)

Feels like
What It Feels Like To Me...



Credits
Writer(s): Autumn Elizabeth Robertson
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