Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Feelin' It, artist - Mistah F.A.B..
Date of issue: 17.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Still Feelin' It |
R-I-P to the Mac D-R-E |
Uhhhhhhhhhh! |
Oh god! |
They done let me and Sean T hook back up again! |
(The real king of slaps!) |
We about to go Zamunda! |
(That's African!) |
Mac Dre forever, mayne, I don’t know what they heard |
Kilo, you know I’m still throwin' this T up, mayne! |
(THIZZ) |
Let me stop, so I can touch myself |
The game so sharp I might cut myself |
You hatin' on a boy? |
Hush thyself! |
I’m on my own jock 'cause I love thyself |
Oh, Sean T, with the slap again |
'Bout to bring the movement back, we goin' African |
My bruh put a Xanny in Actavis about to nod off |
«Bro wake up, man what’s happening?» |
Fabby Davis, where you been, bruh? |
On 80 going 80 in a Benz, bruh |
In my Mazzi with ??? |
I bought that from «Life of Da Party» |
And I just want to party with somebody body |
Get a little naughty and turn out the party |
Like «HEY» I’m in your bitch face, with the thizz face |
This an album, not the mixtape |
Now can I get a YEE, for who I’m in the building with? |
Who I came with is who I’m still chilling with |
The sound that we started, they stealing it |
But that just let us know they still feeling it |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
Feeling me, not none of them |
Sean T, on my mama, this one of them |
Do I gotta remind 'em where I’m from again? |
Said it was dead, well hey, we about to go dumb again |
Feeling myself 'cause I can |
'Cause me and Mac Dre was real friends |
I blew Backwoods with the Mac, uhh |
If it wasn’t in the 'wood, it wasn’t that good |
I sip bo with the Jack 'til we nodded off |
Niggas stealing our style, nigga, knock it off! |
I fell back, fell off? |
Not at all |
I’m still spending money from 2004 |
Free Dubee, Big Dant, and Miami |
Off this one we might win a Grammy |
I swear on Liberty granny |
Still feeling myself, you understand me? |
Now can I get a YEE, for who I’m in the building with? |
Who I came with is who I’m still chilling with |
The sound that we started, they stealing it |
But that just let us know they still feeling it |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
The building, we still in it |
We started this turn up, you stealing it |
If it’s K-rolled, I’m not feeling it |
Won’t sip out the brick 'less the seal on it |
My little bruh got 30 on the stick and he killin' shit |
Be cool bruh-bruh we on some chillin' shit |
Styrofoam in my hand and won’t spill a sip |
I’m still trying to find out, who’s Nancy Von Chillinwich? |
Mamas, I wanna gig with her |
Jeromey Rome, I thizz with her |
Let the whole world see what I did with her |
Pop one, pop two, here’s a thizz dinner |
I was riding in an old school Cadillac |
Playin' Mac Dre, and then I’m slappin Jack |
In the back seat, where I had her at |
She said «I'll give you head if you bring that '06 Fabby back» |
Now can I get a YEE, for who I’m in the building with? |
Who I came with is who I’m still chilling with |
The sound that we started, they stealing it |
But that just let us know they still feeling it |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |
I’m still feeling myself, still feeling myself |
Yup, I’m still feeling it |