| Perc’s give me a feeling
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| My girl just walked into the building
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| Perc’s give me a feelin', I feel it
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| Perc’s give me a feelin', I feel it
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| Like, swear to God, yeah
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| I got a feeling
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| Perc’s help me feel it, I feel it
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| Problems, I numb and conceal them
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| Kinda like my feelings
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| But I still feel them
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| I just walked in the building
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| Look like a million
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| But I’m worth more than a million
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| I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions
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| I disregard civilians
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| Until I get a house with a moat and a pavilion
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| I reek of good vibes
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| Smokin' on reefer, I’m high
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| Percocet fever
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| The type of pill that’ll make you scratch
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| Until your nails gone
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Drugs in my head
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| You heard what I said
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| No five, no ten, no fifteen, twenties
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| Just Perc' that is in my meds
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| I told my momma I’m here to say
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| No, she won’t catch me dead
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| I’m too much of a idol, nigga, no Ryan Seacrest
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| Do it by my Vlone
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| (This is about you, not me)
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| I got a feeling
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| Perc’s help me feel it, I feel it
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| Problems, I numb and conceal them
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| Kinda like my feelings
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| But I still feel them
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| I just walked in the building
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| Look like a million
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| But I’m worth more than a million
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| I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions
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| I disregard civilians
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| Until I get a house with a motte and a pavilion
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| Till I get a house with a motte and a pavilion
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| Walked into your building
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| Nigga, I’m a villain
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| Feel like Dragonball, bitch, I’m Goku and you Krillin
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| Bickin' back, I’m boolin'
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| These niggas be chillin'
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| All up in they feelings
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| Me, I’m just winnin', W-I-N-N-I-N-G
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| Boy, it’s no «I"in «team»
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| But it’s an «m-e"in «team»
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| I’m mean it’s a «me"in «team»
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| I know I just fucked up a bitch
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| I’m still the freestyle king of all
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| Her pussy wetter than olive oil
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| My watch cost a hunnid more
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| My new girl a Lamborghini
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| Your girl a Honda Accord
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| Momma tell me I gotta stay focused
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| Told her, I am not a Ford Focus
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| You notice when I disappear like hocus pocus
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| I got a feeling
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| Perc’s help me feel it, I feel it
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| Problems, I numb and conceal them
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| Kinda like my feelings
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| But I still feel them
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| I just walked in the building
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| Look like a million
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| But I’m worth more than a million
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| I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions
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| I disregard civilians
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| Until I get a house with a motte and a pavilion |