Charli Baltimore - Feel It F. Tedy Riley Lyrics
Can you feel it?Can you feel it?Can you feel it?[teddy riley]It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hotIt's makin' me hot, yo, yoCan you feel it?Can you feel it?Can you feel it?[teddy riley]It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hotIt'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 *****, 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, what[Repeat 1]Yo, 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, uh[Repeat 1]Yo, 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 ***** to hoe, flip the do'Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to *****, nigga[Repeat 1 until fade]
