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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Feel Good
Look out, Veno
This shit gon´ be crazy, Jacc
Veno gon´ cook up, he mix the ingredients

Hol´ up, ´cause this might make the news

I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I´m boolin´ cool
And, I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, "Make me feel good," she like what I do, mm

Gucci socks and Dior flops, tennis chain, no Cuban links
I got power wit´ this .50 Glock, make you take off all your Cuban links
Jump out, pop out, let off shots, I don´t usually think, nah, nah
Barely know her but she think that I´ll buy her anything, hell nah
Bend her over, I see what her tail ´bout, and I speed up
Domestic, you think I treat her the way that pussy get beat up

Dance around like Raven (Huh), you my cheetah
Like when I let her stay in, oh
She can kick her feet up
Clutchin´ 30s, Perkies got her workin´, she´s a 30 popper
Caught up surfin´, I know how to work it, we gon´ murder ´bout it
I´m a problem, I got plenty bodies and they know about it
What´s the problem? Throwin´ ´round your body make me show you ´bout it
Ooh, blood on my shoes
Just be cool, I say, "This might make the news"
You like what I do, she told me I´m smooth, oh, mm
Enjoyin´ this money, kick back, build a patio on top the roof
No "Pat-a-Cake," I´m Babe Ruth, hittin´ it for the home run

Go ask ´em, bitch, I´m paid too, and you know I own somethin´
Richard Mill´ around your arm do all stuntin´ on these hoes
Four, three coupes, I been the truth for who ain´t know, be cool

Hol´ up, ´cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I´m boolin´ cool
And, I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, "Make me feel good," she like what I do, mm

Tsunami, got her wet, typhoon
I´m a pimp, bitch, tie my shoe
Want your friend and sister too
I´m a Mac, go check computers

For them stats, it gon´ get ruthless
Watch my back, they move, you shoot ´em
Ain´t put it on wax and they know how I do it