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Paroles de la chanson Feelings par Rio Da Yung OG
(Marc Boomin, we miss you)
What up, Marc Boomin?
It's Rio Da Yung OG, nigga
I had to go'n 'head and show y'all somethin'
Boyz in this bitch, nigga, you know what's goin' on
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Met a thick yellow bitch with a pretty face
Ass fat, with a belly ring and a slim waist
Fuck around and ate the pussy, it had a different taste
Say her last nigga was a square, bae, I'm a different shape
I got a thousand Percocets, I'll never take 'em
Got a lawyer bitch, try to take her, we gon' litigate you
What up, Marc Boomin?
It's Rio Da Yung OG, nigga
I had to go'n 'head and show y'all somethin'
Boyz in this bitch, nigga, you know what's goin' on
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Met a thick yellow bitch with a pretty face
Ass fat, with a belly ring and a slim waist
Fuck around and ate the pussy, it had a different taste
Say her last nigga was a square, bae, I'm a different shape
I got a thousand Percocets, I'll never take 'em
Got a lawyer bitch, try to take her, we gon' litigate you
I'm tryna teach you niggas somethin', let me demonstrate
Cuz got a pint, he tryna tax, I think I'm finna take it
Let me concentrate, I'm gettin' off-topic
Bend it over, make that ass bounce like some hydraulics
Baby, hit them knees and suck my balls 'til your jaws lockin'
I even got the pistol when we in the mall shoppin'
Pass it off like a quarterback and have my dawg pop you
I told him meet me in the car, now he runnin' back
Work a bitch out like the gym and have her stomach flat
I drink a lot of Hi-Tech, that's why my stomach fat
Cuz got a pint, he tryna tax, I think I'm finna take it
Let me concentrate, I'm gettin' off-topic
Bend it over, make that ass bounce like some hydraulics
Baby, hit them knees and suck my balls 'til your jaws lockin'
I even got the pistol when we in the mall shoppin'
Pass it off like a quarterback and have my dawg pop you
I told him meet me in the car, now he runnin' back
Work a bitch out like the gym and have her stomach flat
I drink a lot of Hi-Tech, that's why my stomach fat
If you don't know how I feel for you
It's time I let all feelings show (It's time I let you know)
I love you (Girl, I love you)
And I'll never let you go, no, baby (I promise)
Right now
Nutted in her, now she seven months, ain't no comin' back
All she keep sayin' is, "Ayy, I want my stomach back"
Pay her to abort it, she ain't do it, now I'm fuckin' mad
I ain't even trippin', bitch, just give my money back
I paid to fuck, guess what? I nutted quick, I want my hundred back
My pockets fat, I think I need to do some jumping jacks
Dope bitch, I put her in a bag like a scale and crack
I know the pussy good, I ain't never bought a bundle pack
I think it's time to show my true feelings
I see why dawg was tryna kill about you, I'll shoot with him
Yeah, I knew your nigga hit blow, and you still with him
And I ain't mad at you, bae, but you can do better
My old bitch think she gettin' off, she got a new nigga
He a bum, he wear his brother clothes and his shoes can't fit him
I fell in love with this bitch, she got me movin' different
Dope bitch, I put her in a bag like a scale and crack
I know the pussy good, I ain't never bought a bundle pack
I think it's time to show my true feelings
I see why dawg was tryna kill about you, I'll shoot with him
Yeah, I knew your nigga hit blow, and you still with him
And I ain't mad at you, bae, but you can do better
My old bitch think she gettin' off, she got a new nigga
He a bum, he wear his brother clothes and his shoes can't fit him
I fell in love with this bitch, she got me movin' different
And come to find out, this lil' bitch got two niggas
If you don't know how I feel for you (Damn, I done put myself in some bullshit, I ain't gon' lie)
It's time I let all feelings show (That's what the fuck I get)
I love you (Bitch had two niggas the whole time)
And I'll never let you go, no, baby (I gotta let you go, I ain't gon' lie, Marc Boomin, we miss you)
Right now
If you don't know how I feel for you (Damn, I done put myself in some bullshit, I ain't gon' lie)
It's time I let all feelings show (That's what the fuck I get)
I love you (Bitch had two niggas the whole time)
And I'll never let you go, no, baby (I gotta let you go, I ain't gon' lie, Marc Boomin, we miss you)
Right now
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