| 5:06 AM
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| Feel like I should go to sleep
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| Yeah, try to do this one time
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| I feel like Farrakhan with the 40 ounce
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| Malcolm X pushing his glasses up in V-live watching all the shawtys bounce
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| I feel like Oprah Winfrey with 10 G’s, no flexin'
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| Pimp C’s Rolex shining on these hoes heads
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| I feel like Erykah’s pussy, mm, enough said
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| Nigga heart like Worldstar
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| Nigga head like Bel-Air
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| Feel my bitch only truly love me when I’m filling up her buggy
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| When I send her out for fresh nails and a new pack of.
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| I’m feeling cocky in my nakedness
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| Extra sensitive to sacred bitch
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| So who the fuck you playing with?
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| I feel the anger oozing out my family portrait
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| Who knew posing in the gutter could turn out so gorgeous?
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| Nigga Metta World Peace with my metamorphosis
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| Hey Arnold, all these bandwagon fans boarding
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| I feel like Marvin Gaye on his birthday
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| Sometimes I feel like God on her worst day
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| Feeling like a breath of fresh air
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| Or Sanaa Lathan’s sundress
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| Feel like I been numb so long
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| Can’t remember feelin' nothing else
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| Feel R. Kelly overdid it and Aaliyah wasn’t done yet
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| Fuck it, what do I know? |
| You get the concept
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| I feel a woop coming on
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| Butterfly Tootsie Roll
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| Black and young, flaming hots, and a scratch-off for my mom
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| Feel like Kool-Aid in a sandwich bag
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| Live from the scammers natural habitat
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| Trick up my sleeve, alakazam, no Shaq
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| Ah-ha, oh yeah, so many feelings, so many losers with expert opinions
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| I feel I think I don’t know shit sometimes
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| I feel survivors guilt, but I don’t feel alive
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| Often wonder why
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| TASHADA! |
| TASHADA!
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| Bitch you better open this door!
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| I got your son outside, hoe!
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| Fuck wrong witchu! |
| (door opens)
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| Oh, uh. |
| your name must be Jason
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| Big as fuck. |
| you big, big!
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| What the fuck you be eatin' bruh?
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| Ayy.um. |
| you think you can go get our girl and tell her
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| Come down here 'cause.
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| She got our child. |
| he might be yours
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| How long you been fuckin' with her?
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| 'scuse me let me walk, be right back real quick dog.
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| TASHADA! |
| BITCH COME OUT!
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| Fuck wrong witchu!
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| You ain’t even got no cereal in here man
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| You got milk but you ain’t got no cereal
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| What type of bitch ass drink milk?
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| You know, why I stop fuckin' witchu anyways
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| I bet you drink it out the bottle ugly ass girl, AYY! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Many Feelings, artist - EarthGang. Album song Robots - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп