Lyrics Feelings and Liquor - Devvon Terrell, Futuristic, Huey Mack

Feelings and Liquor

Baby, don’t play with me
I’ve been drinking and I’m feeling so wavy
She’ll really make a move on ya
Willing on myself every time I’m mixing up the
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Yeah, Young Huey
Got dibs on my old chick, go and suck a dick
Got a new many looking like a bitch
Ah shit, what it is
Never cop, never trust these hoes
Matter fact, we don’t do nothing but fuck these hoes
I’m super faded, super wavy
Drunk enough that I might eat the booty like a pastry
Well maybe, I think I’m joking
But if you’re down with it girl I’m probably open, yeah
What you mean you don’t know what my name is?
Turn around, you can see it on her tits
Not rich, but I’m living like the lottery struck
Got more white hoes at my shows than Starbucks
Young Huey get her wetter than a Monsoon
After the party back to the hotel room
So tell me what you’re sipping tonight
I’m not your man, I’m just some guy that’s down to kick it tonight
It’s Huey
Baby, don’t play with me
I’ve been drinking and I’m feeling so wavy
She’ll really make a move on ya
Willing on myself every time I’m mixing up the
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Sheesh
Yo, I’m always drunk AF
Head-band all black looking fresh
Five bitches in the club I already fucked
And my girlfriend 'bout to cum, dammit, I’m a mess
I ain’t never stressed, cause I ain’t never sober
Fans wanna see my face, tell 'em, «Buy a poster»
Every song I make is hot, put 'em in a toaster
If I’m on the pot, what that mean?
Imma roast 'em
Yo, too many shots of that Peach CÎROC
We freaking or not, she leaking, Imma need her to stop
They fiending for cock, these women is all thirsty
White girls love chocolate and I’m looking like a Hershey
What’s cracking?
I hit the party, they see me
I’m faded, I see three, I’m balling like CP3
They saying, «Sheesh», everybody wanna be me
Cause I’m turnt up like your grandma’s TV
Baby, don’t play with me
I’ve been drinking and I’m feeling so wavy
She’ll really make a move on ya
Willing on myself every time I’m mixing up the
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Shorty she a perfect ten
Met her out in LA, 'bout to hit again
I’ve been drinking all night at your college
Your ex-boyfriend really tryna get acknowledged
He tryna freestyle with me
Turn around and make that ass three-sixty
Or one-eighty, sorry that I’m wavy
We just killed the show so it’s fuck you pay me
I just left the coast where the girls go crazy
These Fireball shots just don’t phase me
Turnt up a little, turnt-turnt up a lot
See my homies in the corner rolling the pot
He thinks she’s a singer
The way I get her on the hook
I mean I give a fuck if they look
Look, I’m just tryna have fun tonight
And this liquor make me feel like you the one, right?
Baby, don’t play with me
I’ve been drinking and I’m feeling so wavy
She’ll really make a move on ya
Willing on myself every time I’m mixing up the
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor
Feelings and the liquor, feelings and the liquor, yeah