Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feel the Burn Total Workout , by - Work Out Music. Song from the album Cardio Plus, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 14.09.2012
Record label: Hot Ideas
Song language: English
Feel the Burn Total Workout |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, hide yo kids, hide yo wife |
| We raping everybody out here, you know what I’m saying? |
| Shmang, shmang, pow, pow, yo, yo |
| Back with the better flow, live the life you’ll never know |
| Got this model, bent one time, that’s what I call a centrefold |
| Bitches at my shows, I replays on them, my Pick-n-Rolls |
| They love the show nigga that’s got it popping |
| Like sausage on a kitchen stove, woah |
| I’m doing everything they wish they did |
| I’m bringing home the bacon like I skinned a pig |
| Put my CD on your christmas list |
| These niggas is trash, they should wear a bag like Missy did |
| I ain’t playing no more, I do everything that I say |
| And I don’t go to the club, unless a nigga 'bout to get paid |
| I’m pulling up in all black, with my shades on like I’m Blade |
| There’s a lot of fish in the sea, I keep all of mine in the tank |
| Twenty-three making more money than your mother |
| Took some uppers |
| Now I’m bouncing 'round the club, just like I’m Flubber |
| And I travel like a trucker, all my shows is doing numbers |
| I been good for 'bout four years, Oklahoma City Thunder |
| And that shit make you feel good |
| And that shit make you feel good |
| And that shit make you feel good |
| But if it don’t, I got some other shit that still could |
| Back with the hottest sauce, looking like a fucking boss |
| Making money, yours is slimming down, we call that Ricky Ross |
| Lyrics stuck in everybody mouth, they need dental floss |
| Wanna shake my hand, I’ll leave you hanging, like a fricking cross |
| Yeah, I got the game on pad lock |
| Gummy bears all on my calves, they still black socks |
| I got a drunk cartoon to be my mascot |
| We been flipping bitches, like a motherfucking laptop |
| I ain’t tripping no more, I got everything that I need |
| I got bottles all in my room, I got beer pong and weed |
| I got white twins in my phone, save them «Thing 1» and «Thing 2» |
| They not tryna tie my down, them hoes don’t even wear shoes |
| Twenty three making more money than your father |
| Watch me prosper, get these girls a spanking, like an angry toddler |
| I got lipstick on my collar, dressed in black, just like a robber |
| Boy, I’m fly like Harry Potter, I make hits just like The Dotters |