feel myself - big yavo lyrics
[intro]
(the man back at it)
(pipe that sh*t up, tnt)
let’s go
it’s the largest, you know that
humongous, enormous, however you wanna put it
same thing
ayy
[verse 1]
five percent, she ain’t see me when i pulled up
full pockets, full clip and a full cup
buddy thought that he was ‘portin’ his b*tch, but he don’t do enough
gentleman, but shorty like it when i do it rough
ayy, you a d*mn fool if you think i ain’t got that bl!cky tucked
make it rain inside the club and watch a thick b*tch pick it up
yeah, i just made money evaporate
this money make me feel myself, but i ain’t m*st*rbatin’
[chorus]
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel mysеlf
feel myself, yeah, that money makе me feel myself
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
drop some racks on top his head and make him k!ll his self
[verse 2]
yeah, we’ll make the p*ssy n*gga whack his self
get in that kitchen, whip that dope, it ain’t gon’ crack itself
i want my son to have seven hundred ‘fore he turn seven
this car been followin’ us too long, my n*gga, turn left
and if they turn with us, just hop out, give ’em hot sh*lls
just dropped twenty k on the floor, sound like a glock fell
don’t put no noodles in that sk!llet, boy, that pot smell
bumpin’ fishes, ain’t talkin’ grease, but this a hot scale
ayy, let me tell you somethin’, i came from nothin’
i got these chains on, but i ain’t changed for nothin’
these n*gga holdin’ on to it, that the same money
i serve raw and smack on the same monday
i serve haley and hank to the same junkies
i told auntie calm down ’cause the plane comin’
yeah, that plane landin’, i’m jiggin’ and my chain dancin’
know lil’ shorty bad, she let me sl*t her ’cause she ain’t fancy
my partner make a plank vanish, pockets on cheese danish
i know you get that green off, get in that sink, stanley
give me thirty*five, forty*five minutes, this sh*t stink, stanley
yeah, that trap stank, that dope make you evacuate
first time countin’ a honey bun, i got fascinated
scratch that, dedicated, you see the elevation
when you see me, turn your tassel like the graduation
how’d that n*gga sit back cap like i ain’t motivate him?
man, you a f*ckin’ hater, these n*gga f*ckin’ traitors
i made lil’ shorty get on that road with a f*ckin’ trailer
most of these n*gga goin’ somewhere without no destination
long as that money comin’ in, you ain’t gotta tell me, baby
[chorus]
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
drop some racks on top his head and make him k!ll his self
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
feel myself, yeah, that money make me feel myself
drop some racks on top his head and make him k!ll his self
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