Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Incredible Feelin', artist - Slim Thug. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Incredible Feelin' |
| It’s such an incredible feeling |
| In this past year I done made a few million |
| I tried to hide it, but ain’t no concealing |
| Stacking my paper, up to the ceiling |
| (I pimp) pimping since pimping been pimping |
| Macking since macking been macking |
| Y’all niggaz talking, but me and my niggaz make it happen (I pimp) |
| Y’all niggaz talking, but me and my niggaz make it happen |
| Y’all niggaz talking, but me and my niggaz make it happen |
| Slim having major change man, and it ain’t no secret |
| With them diamonds chains and rings, it ain’t hard to peep it You can catch me in the shopping mall, rediculous bash |
| Check my restroom trash, all I do is pop tags (pop tags) |
| And drop rags off of show room floors |
| Fa sho, I change loads like ho’s change clothes |
| The whole industry knows, how we roll down in texas |
| Phantom Rolls on 24s, rose gold diamond necklace |
| Slim shows and tell, so these ho’s know me well |
| I been closing candy doors since Pac was in jail |
| Hell, I can’t complain it’s a beautiful feeling |
| From being broke on ya ass to having cash to the ceiling |
| I was a mill plus before this record deal stuff |
| You niggaz talking but we walking shit, for real wit us They think we country and ain’t up on game |
| Until they see them different colors in the Boss Hogg chain |
| Or the blue spray Bentley valeted outside of the club |
| Is that 50 or Jay-Z? |
| naw baby it’s Thug |
| And I ain’t playing in no league, or on teams with Steve |
| I ain’t get this from no settlement that I didn’t receive |
| Please believe, the world ain’t seen too many me’s |
| I don’t think the lord created a lot of these G’s |
| Cause these days I just sit back enjoying the feeling |
| I was broke on my ass now my cash to the ceiling |
| Pimping ain’t dead! |
| these ho’s just scared! |
| You see it everywhere, but it starts in ya head |
| Next comes the bread, shit’s sweet like Jiffy |
| Used to do beats for a G, but now a nigga get fifty |
| It’s my time to shine, hard times behind me (bling!) |
| Forty gold and platinum plaques! |
| and still climbing |
| And if I lose money, then the paper come find me Said I was through with rapping, till Sho Nuff signed me Thank God for the change, cause errbody ain’t able |
| Made a mill slanging beats, that’s not including my label |
| Jazze Pha, Sho Nuff, every crib with some cable |
| I got a dollar worth of dimes in my stable |