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she's feelin' it - zai'lyn love lyrics

[intro: zai’lyn love]
she feelin’ it, oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it, yes, she’s feelin’ it
oh, she’s feelin’ it, yes, she’s feelin’ it
oh, she’s feelin’ it, oh, she’s feelin’ it

[verse 1: zai’lyn love]
yeah, makin’ b*tches mad, i’m elevatin’
known to make a b*tch intimidated
this ain’t really up for no debation (ugh)
f*ck is you sayin’? (what?) i’m waitin’
keep it on me, 24/7
keep a milli’ on me like eleven
wanna win my heart as if he kevin
n*gga, you better be steppin’
you ain’t gettin’ none of this sh*t
you ain’t steppin’ up in this b*tch
i got n*ggas on me daily like vonte, and then chris
i’m a blood, n*gga, not a crip
and ill pop a n*gga like a zit
when i ride it, say, “miss parker, you ain’t met a b*tch like this” (never)

[chorus: zai’lyn love & novagalore]
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it; um)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (it’s nova, and i think i’m feelin’ it; oh, she’s feelin’ it)
oh, she’s feelin’ it (oh, she’s feelin’ it)
[verse 2: novagalore]
b*tch, i’m feelin’ it
and my style, these hoes be stealin’ it
and any beat that i’m on, i’m k!llin’ it
i’m the boss, and ya lips i’m sealin’ it
you wanna be down? take me to pound town
let’s see if you can, you keep up go a couple rounds
you hoes be dogs, y’all just a couple hounds
i got so many d*mn kids, i done lost count, huh
slide my feet in some brand new heels
i’m a brand new b*tch, i’m a brand new deal
when i walk through, b*tch, you better kneel
and if i’m comin’, i’m comin’ for the k!ll
i rap so hard (f*ck hard too)
you got another b*tch? (then it’s f*ck you, boo)
and if she wanna step? (then it’s f*ck her too)
i’ma beat the b*tch up (i’ma knock out her tooth)
so f*ckin’ bad (yeah)
lil’ b*tch, you so f*ckin’ mad
i f*cked yo’ n*gga in the back of that rolls
he couldnt keep his hands off my big ol’ ass
goin’ to the top, you could never stop me
ho, you could never pop me
ya man wanna give me that toppy
old rap b*tch, you gettin’ sloppy
i do my dancy*dance on that d*ck
he put his hands, his hands on my hips
i got ’em lock, he paid for my tits
i don’t see no dolls, i see a bunch of n*ggas with d*cks
yo, me and zai’lyn, we kickin’ sh*t
we got hoes pressed, they mad as sh*t
you can’t be nova, get rid of ya wish
i’m done with ass, get rid of that b*tch
[outro: novagalore]
oh, yeah, i’m feelin’ that, hmm

- zailyn love lyrics

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