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when i feel like it (exclusive) - fabolous lyrics

[intro: fabolous]
i ain’t in no rush
i handle you n-ggas when i feel like it
i just be chillin’
your b-tch is chillin’ too

[hook: fabolous]
when i feel like it, k!ll these hoes when i feel like it
when i feel like it, that’s my b-tch when i feel like it
when i feel like it, k!ll these n-ggas when i feel like it
now i do this sh-t when i feel like it
when i feel like it, smoke one when i feel like it
when i feel like it, pou’ up when i feel like it
when i feel like it, cash out when i feel like it
now i do this sh-t when i feel like it

[verse 1: fabolous]
the way it’s shaped they say it’s fake, i can’t lie i still like it
no snitch i can’t tell if it look real and it feel like it
she bend it over, i will hike it
number one pick, got sk!lls like it
heard she f-cks with some ball player, when i touch down i still spike it
know i got that check on me, i’m not nike but it feel like it
at the game on them floor seats, i ain’t spike but i feel like it
we ain’t friends, we don’t chill like it
you ain’t my dog we don’t bill like it
my n-gga no camera man but he be flashing them steels like it
where i’m from it ain’t iraq but swear to god it get real like it
got soldiers in the field like it
’bout mine, you get k!lled like it
p-ssy n-ggas be commentating, say they ain’t hating but it feel like it
just post a pic of me and his boo on instagram, think he’ll like it

[hook]

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
i ain’t a chef i make meals like him, cut them up in thin slices
i got bricks like constructions
you want instructions? you n-ggas ain’t built like me
compet-tion ain’t real like me
i’m so sick, who ill like me?
two bricks in me suite, so when i leave i bet them b-tches still diking
family good cause i feel like it
i’m hood cause i feel like it
might not be your favorite artist
but your favorite artist got a verse from me, so they still like it
ain’t n0body popping seals like me, codeine like a supplement
if i make her c-m it’s a compliment
n-gga f-ck you, like a parking ticket
now i got ‘caine, like a walking stick
shoot you for a argument
make all my b-tches take all your b-tches and play hide and get
i’m getting rich cause i feel like it
take your girl cause i feel like it
cash her out, toss her up, wash her up that’s the spin cycle
and them n-ggas never did like it, in the car and i got the t-tle
grandma bought me a hand bible, i bought me a hand rifle
cause i feel like it
all you n-ggas look re-cycled
and i’m getting head in the car, while she’s driving

[hook]

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