This Feeling
Uh huh
Yup
It's like this
Chet Atlas on the beat
Me behind the boards
Check this out
Look, sum like this don't happen everyday
Hit the crib
Roll a j
Put on some synth wave
Mix sum for the hoes to hoe to
Now they flagging me down
They must be from P-Town
I can't fade the tricks
With fingerwaves and dips
Except for Domonique
She fine as fuck
I see you
In the see through
Modeled up
Met Gala
Saw her by the club
Want a hug but can't
I'm faded off the dank
Introduce me to your friend
What's your name
I'm Nick
The nigga from 96
With flows and cold wrists
Fantasizing about gripping your gold hips
The coldest
Aribian prince and El debarge on hit
I like it
Way more than enough to bite it
I'm a fire sign
You too?
That's right it's
Time tonight's the night
Everything is all right
Turning off the lights
I got this feelin' inside my bones
It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on
Through the Mermaid City, and all through my home
We're riding high, no ceilings when we in our zone
You must not know who I am
That's okay
No time better than the present
I don't do a lot of flexing
That's my method
Just to get em all sexing in my pad
The more cash I make
In term making em hate
I just wanna make your lady shake
That's my problem I guess
Not well dressed
But I'm chilling
Studs hate me just as much as the thugs
I got a feeling
That I shouldn't be fucking on they women
But what am I to do when they getting in my Civic
Saying they gotta feel it
Then they laying on my linen
Look I'm just a man
Although wavy
Don't know karate
Do know crazy
I'll Put a bullet right through your Mercedes
Whip like Micheal Knight
But this ain't the 80's
I'm a young ass man
I don't got no babies
Come and be my lady
Don't try to play me
I got this feelin' inside my bones
It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on
Through the Mermaid City, and all through my home
We're riding high, no ceilings when we in our zone
I can't count all the singers I fucked
I'll never give a name
Just know they got touched
I don't mind mixing business with pleasure
Baby girl it's whatever
My whole endeavor is to stack my cheddar
If you got a friend we can be a group together
I'll sign you
Do to you what I was designed to
I'm a Mack you knew that
This was one crazy summer
Word to John Cusack
I mean you can't deny
Baby it's I
The player that you spotted from the corner of your eye
Swerving lane to lane feeling all up on your thigh
Make sum shake
Kick it like cobra Kai
The YGs rather shoot and kill than be fly
But not me, you can't party hooked up to an IV
You scaring the hoes away with all them guns
You really need to chill cuz we trying to have some fun
I got this feelin' inside my bones
It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on
Through the Mermaid City, and all through my home
We're riding high, no ceilings when we in our zone
Yup
It's like this
Chet Atlas on the beat
Me behind the boards
Check this out
Look, sum like this don't happen everyday
Hit the crib
Roll a j
Put on some synth wave
Mix sum for the hoes to hoe to
Now they flagging me down
They must be from P-Town
I can't fade the tricks
With fingerwaves and dips
Except for Domonique
She fine as fuck
I see you
In the see through
Modeled up
Met Gala
Saw her by the club
Want a hug but can't
I'm faded off the dank
Introduce me to your friend
What's your name
I'm Nick
The nigga from 96
With flows and cold wrists
Fantasizing about gripping your gold hips
The coldest
Aribian prince and El debarge on hit
I like it
Way more than enough to bite it
I'm a fire sign
You too?
That's right it's
Time tonight's the night
Everything is all right
Turning off the lights
I got this feelin' inside my bones
It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on
Through the Mermaid City, and all through my home
We're riding high, no ceilings when we in our zone
You must not know who I am
That's okay
No time better than the present
I don't do a lot of flexing
That's my method
Just to get em all sexing in my pad
The more cash I make
In term making em hate
I just wanna make your lady shake
That's my problem I guess
Not well dressed
But I'm chilling
Studs hate me just as much as the thugs
I got a feeling
That I shouldn't be fucking on they women
But what am I to do when they getting in my Civic
Saying they gotta feel it
Then they laying on my linen
Look I'm just a man
Although wavy
Don't know karate
Do know crazy
I'll Put a bullet right through your Mercedes
Whip like Micheal Knight
But this ain't the 80's
I'm a young ass man
I don't got no babies
Come and be my lady
Don't try to play me
I got this feelin' inside my bones
It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on
Through the Mermaid City, and all through my home
We're riding high, no ceilings when we in our zone
I can't count all the singers I fucked
I'll never give a name
Just know they got touched
I don't mind mixing business with pleasure
Baby girl it's whatever
My whole endeavor is to stack my cheddar
If you got a friend we can be a group together
I'll sign you
Do to you what I was designed to
I'm a Mack you knew that
This was one crazy summer
Word to John Cusack
I mean you can't deny
Baby it's I
The player that you spotted from the corner of your eye
Swerving lane to lane feeling all up on your thigh
Make sum shake
Kick it like cobra Kai
The YGs rather shoot and kill than be fly
But not me, you can't party hooked up to an IV
You scaring the hoes away with all them guns
You really need to chill cuz we trying to have some fun
I got this feelin' inside my bones
It goes electric, wavy when I turn it on
Through the Mermaid City, and all through my home
We're riding high, no ceilings when we in our zone
Credits
Writer(s): Lamont Moore
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