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letra de so many feelings - earthgang

[intro]
5:06 am
feel like i should go to sleep
yeah, try to do this one time

[verse 1: johnny venus]
i feel like farrakhan with the 40 ounce
malcolm x pushing his gl-sses up in v-live watching all the shawtys bounce
i feel like oprah winfrey with 10 g’s, no flexin’
pimp c’s rolex shining on these hoes heads
i feel like erykah’s p-ssy, mm, enough said
n-gg- heart like worldstar
n-gg- head like bel-air
i feel my b-tch only truly love me when i’m filling up her buggy
when i send her out for fresh nails and a new pack of..

[verse 2: johnny venus]
i’m feeling c-cky in my nakedness
extra sensitive to sacrad b-tch
so who the f-ck you playing with?
i feel the anger oozing out my family portrait
who knew posing in the gutter could turn out so gorgeous?
n-gg- metta world peace with my metamorphosis
hey arnold, all these bandwagon fans boarding
i feel like marvin g-ye on his birthday
sometimes i feel like god on her worst day

[verse 3: doctur dot]
feeling like a breath of fresh air
or sanaa lathan’s sundress
feel like i been numb so long
can’t remember feelin’ nothing else
feel r. kelly overdid it and aaliyah wasn’t done yet
f-ck it, what do i know? you get the concept
i feel a woop coming on
but a fly tootsie roll
black and young, flaming hots, and a scratch-off for my mom
feel like kool-aid in a sandwich bag
live from the scammers natural habitat
trick up my sleeve, alakazam, no shaq
ah-ha, oh yeah, so many feelings, so many losers with expert opinions
i feel i think i don’t know sh-t sometimes
i feel like survivors guilt, but i don’t feel alive
often wonder why

[outro: dc youngfly]
tashada! tashada!
b-tch you better open this door!
i got your son outside, hoe!
f-ck wrong witchu! (door opens)
oh, uh.. your name must be jason
big as f-ck.. you big, big!
what the f-ck you be eatin’ bruh?
ayy..um.. you think you can go get our girl and tell her
come down here ’cause..
she got our child.. he might be yours
how long you been f-ckin’ with her?
‘scuse me let me walk, be right back real quick dog..
tashada! b-tch come out!
f-ck wrong witchu!
you ain’t even got no cereal in here man
you got milk but you ain’t got no cereal
what type of b-tch -ss drink milk?
you know, why i stop f-ckin’ witchu anyways
i bet you drink it out the bottle ugly -ss girl, ayy!

- earthgang

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