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letra de u feel me - dom corleo

[intro]
where do you think i’ll be?
or do you think we already know where to go?
where do you feel? i will tell you
do you think we’ll be in tune?

[chorus]
yeah, smokin’ in my tech, yeah (oh yeah)
slime, i’m in my tech, yeah (oh yeah)
off the ‘shrooms, i see clear (yeah)
sipping lean, i’on sip no beer (yeah)
i’on pop no more percs, i’m clear (i’on pop no more percs, i’m clear)
but i’m poppin’ that perc’ for the one time (one time)
f-ckin’ this ho but i only do one time (one time)
f-ck all the hate ’cause i know that it’s my time (my time)
f-ck all the hate, yeah, i stay up on my grind (my grind)
get on the beat and i eat up like lunchtime (whoa)
yeah, i’m in new york, i’m with lunchbox (heh, yeah)
i got a pole, this on me, i don’t do boxing (yeah)
me and my play, we the batman and new robin (whoa)
remember i was broke as f-ck, i ain’t do backseat (yeah, dawg)
but i got a black 9 and i still chop ’em (yeah, whoa)
i ain’t wanna get into cheeks, but i still got ’em (oh yeah)
everything i rock unique, yeah, i’m still poppin’ (whoa)
look at me poppin’ my sh-t, b-tch, ha (look at me poppin’ my sh-t)
and you ain’t on sh-t, b-tch (you ain’t on sh-t, lil’ b-tch)
i just went and bought a rick fit (godd-mn)
look at me spreading my racks, b-tch (my racks)
i got the cheese, i go ham
[verse]
i’m in this sh-t like a bad kid (i’m in this sh-t like a bad kid)
i’on even need no adlibs
walk in this ho with the cash, yo (walk in this ho with the cash, yo)
you’re draggin’ the flow, she got adlibs
walk in this ho with the cash, yo (look at me spreading my racks)
i got the cheese, i go ham

[chorus]
yeah, smokin’ in my tech, yeah (oh yeah)
slime, i’m in my tech, yeah (oh yeah)
off the ‘shrooms, i see clear (yeah)
sipping lean, i’on sip no beer (yeah)
i’on pop no more percs, i’m clear (i’on pop no more percs, i’m clear)
but i’m poppin’ that perc’ for the one time (one time)
f-ckin’ this ho but i only do one time (one time)
f-ck all the hate ’cause i know that it’s my time (my time)
f-ck all the hate, yeah, i stay up on my grind (my grind)
get on the beat and i eat up like lunchtime (whoa)
yeah, i’m in new york, i’m with lunchbox (heh, yeah)
i got a pole, this on me, i don’t do boxing (yeah)
me and my play, we the batman and new robin (whoa)
remember i was broke as f-ck, i ain’t do backseat (yeah, dawg)
but i got a black 9 and i still chop ’em (yeah, whoa)
i ain’t wanna get into cheeks, but i still got ’em (oh yeah)
everything i rock unique, yeah, i’m still poppin’ (whoa)
look at me poppin’ my sh-t, b-tch, ha (look at me poppin’ my sh-t)
and you ain’t on sh-t, b-tch (you ain’t on sh-t, lil’ b-tch)
i just went and bought a rick fit (godd-mn)
look at me spreading my racks, b-tch (my racks)
i got the cheese, i go ham
[outro]
where do you think i’ll be?
or do you think we already know where to go?
where do you feel? i will tell you
do you think we’ll be in tune?

- dom corleo

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