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daboydame & rick ross - feelings كلمات الأغنية

[intro: daboydame]
md, we ain’t even going to need a clean version for this one (uh_uh)
this strictly for the streets (you feel me?)
i’m sayin’ though, i come from oakland (straight up)
land of the motherf_ckin’ rocks (city of the dope)
shout out to my memphis n_ggas (super)
takin’ this sh_t to kentucky back down to miami
i’m sayin’ though like, i’m blessed by the real n_ggas, i come from big e (yeah)
i f_ck with lil d (yeah), big jook bless me, grip the ceo
aye feez comin’ home too (you feel me)

[verse 1: est gee]
still ballin’ in the lockout
switches on them yinkies, you dare me soon as i hop out
i made n_ggas turn into gamers, they ain’t wanna pop out
i know unc’ just had to taste it once, he knеw it was a knockout
rappin’ bein’ one of my talents, sh_t, i nеver thought that ’bout
i was sliding with lil dev trying to hit our mans soon as he walked out
since he passed, i be missing my brother bad, so i been livin’ fast
i was buyin’ bodies way before i bought a b_tch a ass
do the plug bad, run off as soon as i run up my tab
a made n_gga, i sent ten hits since 2020, i’m a grave filler
real cocaine flipper, hank hitter
hopefully the junkie don’t say this sh_t taste different
made a million in the pandemic
i took a picture on gotti’s page wit’ it
5500, red zone, gang member, yeah
man, you play too much
(5500, red zone, gang member, yeah)
[chorus: daboydame]
i’m sayin’ n_ggas only mad ’cause i’m realer than ’em, haha
i said i’m realer than ’em
i said a n_gga only mad ’cause i’m richer than ’em, haha
i said i’m richer than ’em (yeah)
get_get_get up in your bag
hop out of your feelings, n_gga (yeah, man, yeah)
get_get_get up in your bag
hop out of your feelings, n_gga (get you some motherf_ckin’ money)

[verse 2: rick ross]
i put money on your head like forgiatos on the whip (mm)
never use a cut so n_gga keep me out the mix (mm)
emeralds in the watch, double r’s stamp on the bricks (uh)
thought it was a problem but you know i got it fixed
ten bands, call ’em tin man
‘cause all it take is ten bands for the hit man
i’m so rich, quarter billion and it’s documented (whoa)
i hope you not offended (whoa) ’cause i’m ’bout my business (whoa), i got a thousand b_tches
my money number one, f_ck how you others feel
i do this for my sons, f_ck how they mothers feel
drop by in broad day (brtt), i’ma tryin’ to parlae (brrt)
i got on all my jewels, we in the dark days
f_ck n_ggas droppin’ dead, choppa, we cop a head
i give her shoppin’ bread, she give me sloppy head
you know she in my dm, prayin’ she get to see him
i let her roll the smoke and count up all the re_up
[chorus: daboydame]
i’m sayin’ n_ggas only mad ’cause i’m realer than ’em, haha
i said i’m realer than ’em
i said a n_gga only mad ’cause i’m richer than ’em, haha
i said i’m richer than ’em (yeah)
get_get_get up in your bag
hop out of your feelings, n_gga (yeah, man, yeah)
get_get_get up in your bag
hop out of your feelings, n_gga (smitty and klep, let’s get this motherf_ckin’ money)

- daboydame rick ross

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