How U Feel?!

Doing too much talkin
That shit'll get u kilt
Act like u never seen
Your brother's blood get spilt
And don't be talkin reckless boy
I know just how u built
Oh yeah, tell me
How u feel

Said u gotta be dead not to feel this
Bet u feel this
Turn it up
It's shaking through the ceiling
Through the ceiling
Pour another cup, take a lil sip
Just a lil sip
She don't want another lame
She want that real shit
Oh yeah

Don't need no new friends
Oh yeah I'm straight
Don't need anybody
Tryna get up in my way
I'm laughing with my baby
On my way out to the bank
Said I'm playing with my money
I ain't out here playing games, yeah

Fuck it up, yeah
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, yeah
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, yeah
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Fuck it up a lil bit
She said in her tummy
Where she feelin' it
And my bitch
She so nasty when we intimate
Babygirl a freak
You think she innocent

Uh huh, uh huh, okay yeah
I been running, running laps
All day, yeah
Uh huh, uh huh, okay yeah
Thought you was so tough
Come out and play, yeah
Uh huh, uh huh, okay yeah
I know your momma nem stay at
Uh huh, uh huh, okay yeah
Starting to make me
Make me lose patience

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Why u hiding playa
I know that u there
Stuck inside, boy
Yeah I know your ass scared
Runnin off your mouth
You better make sure you prepared

Better run away when you see me
Caught you in four k
I see in threeD
You trying too hard
You wanna be me
I'm still the one
I know that u still need me

Fuck it up, yeah
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, yeah
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, yeah
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Fuck it up a lil bit
She said in her tummy
Where she feelin' it
And my bitch
She so nasty when we intimate
Babygirl a freak
You think she innocent



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Writer(s): Indi Gold
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