Текст песни Charli Baltimore f Teddy Riley - Feel It
Charli Baltimore f Teddy Riley - Feel It слова песни
1 - Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? [Teddy Riley] It`s makin` me hot, it`s makin` me hot It`s makin` me hot, yo, yo Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? [Teddy Riley] It`s makin` me hot, it`s makin` me hot It`s makin` me hot, yo, yo[Charlie]Uh uh uhWanna test my waters? Step inHot, no question, what? Interested? Chick blessed in dropNo less than sick flowsTell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit itCats know I deliver blows, kill hitsKill the light switch, I`m barkin` in my CBTight chick with charts in mindHearts in my actressBetter address me with statusMs. and Misses, ya`ll who`s and what`sCame in visciousEverything I touch, ya`ll wanna get itCats wanna hit it, hide when I spit itWhat ya`ll do? Did it. Wanna get it?Wanna get rich, I`mma show you moneyNow you want a hot chick, gotta throw your moneyWhy you wanna hate me, I don`t know you moneyYa`ll cats got late fee`s, I don`t owe you moneyYa`ll quick to wild out and just blow your moneyShould it stash high, burnin` flashlightGirls need to know if you`re stuck for moneyCats get sheisty, I might duck for moneyLet `em know, you ain`t gettin` buck for moneyAnd tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, whatRepeat 1Yo, yo, yo, yoFeel me come through hard so ya`ll hear meTurn back? Never, rap vendettaEach letter clever for that cheddarBall in cold weather, mink on the sweaterDon`t speak to HeatherOnly fly lady certified Indy, the rest gotta pay meChuck get shady, cats try to play meWaggin` Mercedes Benz for the ladyMe that, so he that, where the keys at?Ride through, slide through for feedbackLike damn, she ballin`, damn she that chickDamn, she tall and, damn she got hitsDamn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin`Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin`Trust, we gon` all ball love yaPop bubbly, I`mma make ya`ll love me, uhRepeat 1Yo, yoJust warmin` up, chilled the whole songYa`ll feel it yet? Killed the whole songHaters game raw, ain`t nothin` prettyBank head strong so checkbook prettyReach the wrong city, crooked schemesCounterfeit fifty`s, crooked seamsNow I play scenesGenuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballersStay real stack`s back`s you facesBack to basics, flip rhyme bassesChuck goin` lace it, ya`ll gon` taste itFresh new face, did it mark my spotMark my "X", park my Lex, watch be `LexFace forgets nigga, lay some sexFlow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do`Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, niggaRepeat 1 until fade