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trabajarie - feelin lyrics

up a million b_tch i′m trying to make a k!lling
i think they love a n_gga cause they know i’m different
and you know it′s still f_ck you if you went missing

couldn’t see the snakes but i heard they ahh hissing
look at the chain it glisten
look at the drip the flavor be different
diamonds high class institution
hoes be thick ass moving
cartier ball just like i’m hooping
n_ggas the problem they don′t be solutions
n_ggas get drawn just like conclusions
p_ssy be pink just like a smoothie
these n_ggas so cap watch how they do ya
i ran up my check thank god hallelujah
i ran up my check thank god hallelujah
i swear they doubt boy watch how they do ya
designer my hoe my other lil stick on ya bro
humble ya self this some sh_t you don′t know
oooooh
you know they lame
oooooh
we not the same
not going back and forth just like a tennis court
i’m going up like the doors on a vinador
they don′t do beef they eat they veggies
my pockets is healthy they stuffed with the lettuce
cut they ass off with a big ass machete
ain’t rocking with me i′m super star ready aye
who the h_ll i’m feeling
i don′t want no dealings
i need me a million
know the neck go right through the ceiling
who the h_ll i’m feeling
who the h_ll i’m feeling
who the h_ll i′m feeling

who the h_ll i′m feeling use to ride round in a civic
i’m with the mobb so i′m hopping on a money mission
water up my ice so i’m bout to go and go fishing
hopping out with them carbons so no n_gga we ain′t missing
no n_gga we ain’t stunting these hoes getting this money
i was counting up the cho cho chos diamonds was runny
and i′m hopping out the jet with water dripping baguette
on the addy & the molly i like popping percocets
two glocks with a blue beam
ride round with that fn we put them inna dream
you was out there resting while i was running up cream
imma race the rari to blow off all my steam
my pockets got swole they going call me hercules
i’m east atlanta trab how you never heard of me
i got b_tches on the dab and some molly and some beans
when she pop this perc thirty this hoe get down on her knees
know these b_tches don’t know what i′ve been feeling
what i′ve been healing from
who the h_ll are you to tell me i didn’t need a gun
when these n_ggas see that fye you know they gonna run
kiss them like they mama goodbye you n_ggas is my son
i ain′t never had to go lie because i got a hunch
n_ggas ain’t real they testified and put me on the run
came in all black i smoked a guy then went to see a nun
strapped up in my suit and tie i′m bout to catch me one

- trabajarie lyrics

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