Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody Loves You, artist - Felly. Date of issue: 16.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Everybody Loves You |
| Young Fel |
| Monte let’s get it |
| What that smoke do |
| Beach blonde womens like goku |
| Fleece with the terry cloth homie that’s old school |
| Speak like a local just to own poco |
| Bitch clear your bi-focals (Ayy) |
| I don’t splurge on purses don’t be hopeful |
| I only got one chick who I buy shit for |
| And my light shine where did my wrist go? |
| Fall in love with a chick on VSCO |
| king of the Mariachi |
| Tourists popping pills telling lies like Fauci |
| Don’t want to go to Poppi |
| But that’s where all the females |
| Shorty ass fake coulda got that shit on retail |
| Six digit tags need a cape and a mask |
| So I can go to town hold |
| I’m the mixture |
| Smoking on a rizla |
| I used to give a fuck |
| But it was hard to pay attention |
| What that smoke do |
| Beach blonde womens like goku |
| Fleece with the terry cloth homie that’s old school |
| Speak like a local just to own poco |
| Bitch clear your bi-focals (Ayy) |
| I don’t splurge on purses don’t be hopeful |
| I only got one chick who I buy shit for |
| And my light shine where did my wrist go |
| Fall in love with a chick on VSCO |
| Everybody loves you (loves you, yeah) |
| And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you) |
| And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you) |
| And everybody loves you (loves you) |
| Yeah, hop up out the bed |
| Press a button let the sun inside |
| Yeah I’m feelin blessed |
| In the winter giving summer vibes |
| Best dressed, in the bodega |
| My neighbors think I’m selling drugs |
| And it work in my favor |
| Boy I ain’t making any runs |
| But I run to the paper |
| I’m moving Solo Dolo |
| Something like the way that I came up |
| I’m in the hood, what’s good |
| Don’t make it hot if you see me up on the ave |
| Blending in with the crowd |
| Hopping into the cab |
| You only be on the block |
| I’m whipping it to the bag |
| My haters is on the clock |
| No wonder why they be mad |
| It’s alright though |
| I know that they hurting |
| So they always feeling spiteful |
| Catch em talking shit and they gon' say it |
| What that smoke do |
| Woke queens only shop whole foods |
| Sippin in my backyard I ain’t too social |
| Lot of people goin round chatting bout that old you (Man) |
| Everybody loves you (loves you, loves you) |
| And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you) |
| Everybody loves you (loves you, loves you) |
| And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you) |
| What that- |