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Paroles de la chanson Feel the Vibe par BJ the Chicago Kid
[BJ the Chicago Kid]
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[Anderson .Paak]
Yeah, my dreams were realized
The wings was double fried
My green was stuffed between
The peas and kettle fries
I quit with the beef and I
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[Anderson .Paak]
Yeah, my dreams were realized
The wings was double fried
My green was stuffed between
The peas and kettle fries
I quit with the beef and I
Gave up the pork and I
Snatched up a cosign
From one of the GOATs
Come on in, you lettin' out all the cold air, bro
Where you been? I know that you ain't forget about your folk
Late again, we may not come come when you walk
But I'm always on ball time
So roll up the smoke, lala
The weed's too potent so I had to call mama
Tell her how much I love her for cookin' them home products
When them bills would pile up, cereal with the water
If Lord couldn't help us, we had ham, [?]
When you want it done right, you gotta get it for yourself
It don't seem right bein' older than my uncle
Snatched up a cosign
From one of the GOATs
Come on in, you lettin' out all the cold air, bro
Where you been? I know that you ain't forget about your folk
Late again, we may not come come when you walk
But I'm always on ball time
So roll up the smoke, lala
The weed's too potent so I had to call mama
Tell her how much I love her for cookin' them home products
When them bills would pile up, cereal with the water
If Lord couldn't help us, we had ham, [?]
When you want it done right, you gotta get it for yourself
It don't seem right bein' older than my uncle
Some people call it ghetto, I prefer another level
But I'm 'bout to board this plane, I can't wait to see your face and here you say
[BJ the Chicago Kid]
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can't forget the corn bread
Talkin' shit with the old head
Mama dancin' to some Lyle Green
My auntie join her and my daddy said, "Go 'head"
White shine up his pinky ring
Don't forget to go for scream
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
But I'm 'bout to board this plane, I can't wait to see your face and here you say
[BJ the Chicago Kid]
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can't forget the corn bread
Talkin' shit with the old head
Mama dancin' to some Lyle Green
My auntie join her and my daddy said, "Go 'head"
White shine up his pinky ring
Don't forget to go for scream
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can't forget the corn bread
Talkin' shit with the old head
Mama dancin' to some Lyle Green
My auntie join her and my daddy said, "Go 'head"
White shine up his pinky ring
'Bout to roll up the sticky green
'Bout to stink and roll up
[BJ the Chicago Kid]
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Talkin' shit with the old head
Mama dancin' to some Lyle Green
My auntie join her and my daddy said, "Go 'head"
White shine up his pinky ring
'Bout to roll up the sticky green
'Bout to stink and roll up
[BJ the Chicago Kid]
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
[BJ the Chicago Kid]
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can't forget the corn bread
Talkin' shit with the old head
Mama dancin' to some Lyle Green
My auntie join her and my daddy said, "Go 'head"
White shine up his pinky ring
Don't forget to go for scream
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
[ BJ the Chicago Kid]
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can't forget the corn bread
Talkin' shit with the old head
Mama dancin' to some Lyle Green
My auntie join her and my daddy said, "Go 'head"
White shine up his pinky ring
Don't forget to go for scream
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
[ BJ the Chicago Kid]
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Don't forget to go for scream
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Don't forget to go for scream
Roll up
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