Feel That - Chris Brown
Ha! look!
Ok now usually I don't do this
But your ass, got me turnt up
Popping all that p_ssy, booty bouncing
I got a ounce, roll up
Wanna see you get loose
Take my credit card, thats my account
Lamborghini's on me, just so I can see that b_tch ride around
Everything I do, all the ace in the air, better hide these hoes
I do it like a show
About an hour forty five and I'm out the door
I'm fly as hell with my clientele, my pockets swole
Got girls on them n_ggas, running from them b_tches
Make a n_gga rock n roll
I'ma hold my set up
Elevate like n_gga do better
But if one night, I gotta take a life
You gon see the residue from my biretta
I got way too many b_tches on me
For me to be lonely
To worry about a b_tch that might be f_cking a homie
Low key, never that
I pull up with 40
Back up mothaf_cka, don't act like you know me
I be in that trap
When a n_gga was 13, I did that
Saw them jordan 13's
Sold an ounce n_gga I'm gon get that
Got that hunger for that p_ssy
I'm up here, that cloud nine
Smoking all of my sh_t
Now she feeling like she a mile high
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that sh_t back
Never gon get it like this
Never gon, never gon get it like this
I got the bud, You f_cked up
Playing that Future, Lightyears
In VIP put your purse right here
Ass and your glass up, lets cheer
And this party never stops until I f_ck every girl in here
Okay I'm 23 tryna get billions
V.A n_gga on a stage and a n_gga paid
N_ggas better pay me millions
Every time that I hit it
And I blaze on a winter day
What you mean I'm hoggin
I'm ballin hard
While you other n_ggas in the lane
Tryna violate
3 seconds in the paint
23 I'm MJ
Too much
I got
F_ck n_gga that's your problem
Open her mouth up, open her mouth up
Give me the bottle
Oh sh_t, Your b_tch, she about to swallow
You smoking weed while I'm boo'ed up
Taking two L's Apollo
N_gga try to call her tomorrow
That number change
That's my b_tch
You crying about it, unfollow
Direct message to my d_ck
Cause you never gon do it like this
Never gon, never gon do it like this
I was singing as a kid
But now I'm 23 with a Clip
DJ better play my sh_t
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that sh_t back
Okay now this is for my homies
Them n_ggas that never really had sh_t
Now everything I'm owning
You pay me in songs, that's a bad b_tch
Red chucks and that Cali life
My n_ggas riding for me
Rata tatata tatata tatat
All them hoes singing Jeep Cherokee
And your b_tch about to roll out
Visit her house, f_ck on the couch
Touching my d_ck, girl it's a pull out
Popping a molly, f_cking with b_tches that fool around
Smoking that good, we start f_ckin, I put it down
So baby what's the hold up
Ima turn you over
But lets turn it like that
I know you feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that sh_t right now
Feel that, won't you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl I'm gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that sh_t back
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