Feel Like
Harvey's in the sky with diamonds
And he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive)
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
Come on, baby
When I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like shit getting slow
Yeah I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like pouring up mo'
London city, I keep it tucked
My brudda gon' swing that pole
Back then I ain't really have nun'
Back then had to scrape that bowl
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
And I told you that I was the shit, yes
All the money in the world and I invest
I'm treating this shit like a business
I ain't blessing no hoe with my interest
Huh, huh (Mm-mm)
Huh, huh (Mm-mm)
Ride around, ride around, ride around
Ride around, doing this shit for the fun of it
Wake up in the morning, I'm doing these drugs
But I told 'em I'm done with it
I ain't got time for the fuckery
I ain't got time for this shit
I ain't part of it
Give a bitch my number, 6-6-6
Smoke gas, but it taste like shit, shit, shit
Getting high, get around, get it lit, lit, lit
Getting high, getting fly, get it blimp, blimp, blimp
In the Rolls, in the truck, yeah the big, big, big
I'm the king of this shit, better suck this
When gang pull up, better grip that stick
If you wanna see shine, better flip that switch
Yeah and I wish I could stay
Yeah I got money to make
Turbo the engine, the Range
Yeah I do not fuck with no lames
How 'bout you stay in your lane
Driving the Bentley Mulsanne
Look at the way that I paved
Yeah it's a wonderful day
When I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like shit getting slow
Yeah I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like pouring up mo'
London city, I keep it tucked
My brudda gon' swing that pole
Back then I ain't really have nun'
Back then had to scrape that bowl
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
And I told you that I was the shit, yes
All the money in the world and I invest
I'm treating this shit like a business
I ain't blessing no hoe with my interest
(Wish I could stay)
(Engine, the range)
(Fuck with no lames)
(Way that I paved)
And he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive)
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
Come on, baby
When I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like shit getting slow
Yeah I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like pouring up mo'
London city, I keep it tucked
My brudda gon' swing that pole
Back then I ain't really have nun'
Back then had to scrape that bowl
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
And I told you that I was the shit, yes
All the money in the world and I invest
I'm treating this shit like a business
I ain't blessing no hoe with my interest
Huh, huh (Mm-mm)
Huh, huh (Mm-mm)
Ride around, ride around, ride around
Ride around, doing this shit for the fun of it
Wake up in the morning, I'm doing these drugs
But I told 'em I'm done with it
I ain't got time for the fuckery
I ain't got time for this shit
I ain't part of it
Give a bitch my number, 6-6-6
Smoke gas, but it taste like shit, shit, shit
Getting high, get around, get it lit, lit, lit
Getting high, getting fly, get it blimp, blimp, blimp
In the Rolls, in the truck, yeah the big, big, big
I'm the king of this shit, better suck this
When gang pull up, better grip that stick
If you wanna see shine, better flip that switch
Yeah and I wish I could stay
Yeah I got money to make
Turbo the engine, the Range
Yeah I do not fuck with no lames
How 'bout you stay in your lane
Driving the Bentley Mulsanne
Look at the way that I paved
Yeah it's a wonderful day
When I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like shit getting slow
Yeah I feel like, feel like
Feel like, feel like pouring up mo'
London city, I keep it tucked
My brudda gon' swing that pole
Back then I ain't really have nun'
Back then had to scrape that bowl
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
Got suttin' to say then say sum'
And I told you that I was the shit, yes
All the money in the world and I invest
I'm treating this shit like a business
I ain't blessing no hoe with my interest
(Wish I could stay)
(Engine, the range)
(Fuck with no lames)
(Way that I paved)
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