Feel That-Chris Brown
Ha! look!
Oh oh okay, now usually i dont do this
But your ass, got me… turnt up
Popping all that pussy, booty ..bouncing
Got an 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 bitch ride around
Everything i go, all the ace in the air
Better have these hoes
I do it like a show
About an hour forty five and im out the door
Im light as hell with my clientele
My pockets swole
Got girls on them niggas, running from them bitches
Make a nigga rock n roll
Hold my set up
Elevate like nigga do better
But if one night
I gotta take a life
You gon see the residue from my baretta
I got way too many bitches on me
For me to be lonely
To worry about a bitch that may be fucking a homie
Low key, never that
I put up a 40
Back up ?
I be in that drop
When a nigga was 13
I did that
Saw them jordan 13’s
Sold an ounce nigga im gon get that
Got that hunger for that pussy
Im bout that
That cloud nine
Smoking on my shit
And she feeling like she in mile high
Feel that, won’t you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl im gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Never gon get it like this
Never gon, never gon get it like this
I got a ?
You fucked up
Playing that future
Like ?
In v.i.p put your purse right here
Ass and your glass up, lets cheer
And this party never stop
Until I fuck every girl in here
Okay im 23 tryna get billions
V.A nigga on a stage and a nigga paid
Niggas better pay me millions
Every time that I hit it
And I blaze on a winter day
What you mean im hoggin
Im ballin hard
You other niggas in the lane
Tryna violate
3 seconds in the paint
23 im MJ
Too much
I got
Fuck nigga that’s your problem
Open her mouth up, open her mouth up
Give me the bottle
Oh shit
Your bitch, she about to swallow
You smoking weed while im pilled up
Taking two L’s Apollo
Nigga try to call her tomorrow
That number change
That’s my bitch
You crying about it, unfollow
Direct message to my dick
Cause you never gon do it like this
Never gon, never gon do it like this
I was singing as a kid
But now im 23 with a Clip
Dj better play my shit
Feel that, won’t you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl im gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back
Okay now this is for my homies
Them niggas that never really had shit
Now everything im owning
? that’s a bad bitch
Red chucks and that cali life
My niggas riding for me
Ratatatata
All them hoes singing jeep cherokee
And your bitch about to roll out
Visit her house, fuck on the couch
Bitch on my dick, girl it’s a pull up
Popping a molly, fucking with bitches ?
Smoking that good
That’s how I fuck then I put it down
So baby what’s the hold up
Ima turn you on
But lets tell it like that
I know you feel that, feel that, feel that shit right now
Feel that, won’t you feel that
Murder, murder
Girl im gon kill that
Throw it in the air
Where you live at
If I get it tonight
You bringing that shit back