歌曲 | Feelin Like |
歌手 | Curren$y |
专辑 | Priest Andretti |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Intro: from "Super Fly"] | |
"Aw sweet Jesus man them junkies must of knocked a hole in your head" | |
[Verse 1:] | |
Like a nigga selling dope | |
Investigation, surveillance, life under the scope | |
They waiting to see me fail, I'm waiting on this boat | |
Damier printed sails love, I got somewhere to go | |
Dress like I really didn't have no plans | |
Light Rolex, maybe a chain, t-shirt, sweatpants | |
Bumping that Juicy J Bands A Make Her | |
But she made it shake and I ain't even have to pay her | |
And you know me, keep it OG, like the reefer and my papers | |
Got them suckers under guns infrared lasers | |
Me, I'm under the sun, sports car racing | |
Everyday we come up with some more amazing player shit | |
[Hook:] | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo's when I step through the door | |
And I'm rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have any bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo's when I step through the door | |
And I'm rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
[Verse 2:] | |
Wake up, thank the man I'm still alive | |
Freshen up, get dressed, pick which car I'm a drive | |
Backing out my driveway, automatic gates | |
Couple automatic assassins securing my estate | |
I don't know what I done, niggas mad at me | |
I bought a couple nice things, thought you'll be happy | |
But niggas wishing they hear that somebody kidnapped me | |
You want me die cause your girl tryna get at me | |
Nigga stop, it's a world full of money | |
You wasting time worrying bout mine, fool get on it | |
Mega grind several times I was told I would be next to shine | |
Until I said fuck it and I snatched mine | |
[Hook] | |
[Verse 3:] | |
When the club letting out I'm a pass in front | |
You all in your girl's face hoping she don't see | |
Pimpin', you can't police her, she gon' do what she want | |
Love just wanna fuck and smoke some good ass weed | |
She in the beater, nothing else, cleaning my bathroom | |
I'm syncing my iPhone to show on my tv | |
Ain't even all the way on, niggas ain't even seen | |
Nothing yet, Jet threat, fools, you hear me | |
Talking top Corvette, ZR1 top speed | |
It's a check at the finish line every dime I need | |
Every dime don't spend, hounds them hoes be | |
Out to get them so firstly I get me | |
[Outro:] | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo's when I step through the door | |
And I'm rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have every bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo's when I step through the door | |
And I'm rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have every bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
When the club letting out I'm a pass in front | |
You all in your girl's face hoping she don't see |
Intro: from " Super Fly" | |
" Aw sweet Jesus man them junkies must of knocked a hole in your head" | |
Verse 1: | |
Like a nigga selling dope | |
Investigation, surveillance, life under the scope | |
They waiting to see me fail, I' m waiting on this boat | |
Damier printed sails love, I got somewhere to go | |
Dress like I really didn' t have no plans | |
Light Rolex, maybe a chain, tshirt, sweatpants | |
Bumping that Juicy J Bands A Make Her | |
But she made it shake and I ain' t even have to pay her | |
And you know me, keep it OG, like the reefer and my papers | |
Got them suckers under guns infrared lasers | |
Me, I' m under the sun, sports car racing | |
Everyday we come up with some more amazing player shit | |
Hook: | |
Straw in my Rose Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have any bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Straw in my Rose Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Verse 2: | |
Wake up, thank the man I' m still alive | |
Freshen up, get dressed, pick which car I' m a drive | |
Backing out my driveway, automatic gates | |
Couple automatic assassins securing my estate | |
I don' t know what I done, niggas mad at me | |
I bought a couple nice things, thought you' ll be happy | |
But niggas wishing they hear that somebody kidnapped me | |
You want me die cause your girl tryna get at me | |
Nigga stop, it' s a world full of money | |
You wasting time worrying bout mine, fool get on it | |
Mega grind several times I was told I would be next to shine | |
Until I said fuck it and I snatched mine | |
Hook | |
Verse 3: | |
When the club letting out I' m a pass in front | |
You all in your girl' s face hoping she don' t see | |
Pimpin', you can' t police her, she gon' do what she want | |
Love just wanna fuck and smoke some good ass weed | |
She in the beater, nothing else, cleaning my bathroom | |
I' m syncing my iPhone to show on my tv | |
Ain' t even all the way on, niggas ain' t even seen | |
Nothing yet, Jet threat, fools, you hear me | |
Talking top Corvette, ZR1 top speed | |
It' s a check at the finish line every dime I need | |
Every dime don' t spend, hounds them hoes be | |
Out to get them so firstly I get me | |
Outro: | |
Straw in my Rose Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have every bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
Straw in my Rose Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have every bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
When the club letting out I' m a pass in front | |
You all in your girl' s face hoping she don' t see |
Intro: from " Super Fly" | |
" Aw sweet Jesus man them junkies must of knocked a hole in your head" | |
Verse 1: | |
Like a nigga selling dope | |
Investigation, surveillance, life under the scope | |
They waiting to see me fail, I' m waiting on this boat | |
Damier printed sails love, I got somewhere to go | |
Dress like I really didn' t have no plans | |
Light Rolex, maybe a chain, tshirt, sweatpants | |
Bumping that Juicy J Bands A Make Her | |
But she made it shake and I ain' t even have to pay her | |
And you know me, keep it OG, like the reefer and my papers | |
Got them suckers under guns infrared lasers | |
Me, I' m under the sun, sports car racing | |
Everyday we come up with some more amazing player shit | |
Hook: | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have any bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Verse 2: | |
Wake up, thank the man I' m still alive | |
Freshen up, get dressed, pick which car I' m a drive | |
Backing out my driveway, automatic gates | |
Couple automatic assassins securing my estate | |
I don' t know what I done, niggas mad at me | |
I bought a couple nice things, thought you' ll be happy | |
But niggas wishing they hear that somebody kidnapped me | |
You want me die cause your girl tryna get at me | |
Nigga stop, it' s a world full of money | |
You wasting time worrying bout mine, fool get on it | |
Mega grind several times I was told I would be next to shine | |
Until I said fuck it and I snatched mine | |
Hook | |
Verse 3: | |
When the club letting out I' m a pass in front | |
You all in your girl' s face hoping she don' t see | |
Pimpin', you can' t police her, she gon' do what she want | |
Love just wanna fuck and smoke some good ass weed | |
She in the beater, nothing else, cleaning my bathroom | |
I' m syncing my iPhone to show on my tv | |
Ain' t even all the way on, niggas ain' t even seen | |
Nothing yet, Jet threat, fools, you hear me | |
Talking top Corvette, ZR1 top speed | |
It' s a check at the finish line every dime I need | |
Every dime don' t spend, hounds them hoes be | |
Out to get them so firstly I get me | |
Outro: | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have every bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
Straw in my Rosé Mo' s when I step through the door | |
And I' m rolling up smoke everywhere I be | |
Feeling like I can have every bitch I want | |
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me | |
When the club letting out I' m a pass in front | |
You all in your girl' s face hoping she don' t see |