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letra de feelings - lil dude

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[intro]
hurt, what it do?
hey jg
trapnanana
man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we’ve got here at foster’s
hah

[chorus]
(hah, yeah)
huh? double cup muddy (double cup, double cup)
gotta keep glockies (huh? glocks)
’cause totin’ a hobby (skrrt skrrt)
i give him a chicken teriyaki (chicken)
i get in the kitchen, try to whip up a masi
new glock on me and it came with a fifty (glock, glock)
n-ggas they tellin’, these n-ggas they mickies (glaow)
glock with two thirties, you know that’s sixty (thirty)
maison margiela or maybe balenci (maisons)
sippin’ on syrup, you know we got plenty (man)
these old -ss, lame -ss n-ggas drink remy (trapnanana)
these n-ggas ain’t shootin’, don’t give ’em a penny (luciano)
got fa crib, we got sticks and a hemi (sticks)
he open, we took it, don’t play with my business (i get that)
i pour up the lean, i don’t really got feelings (huh?)

[verse]
i popped me a perc’, your girl need healing (your b-tch)
i got a bad b-tch, she stay in the mansion, yeah (a mansion)
none of the hi-tech, wockhardt (wockhardt)
mix it together, got big guap, yeah
hop out the free car, push start (free car)
i’m a real n-gga, you just a yu-gi-oh! card (yeah, yeah)
i f-ck on your b-tch, got in her leotard (trapnanana)
the stick got down syndrome, it’s a r-t-rd (trapnanana)
you was good in school, boy you better be smart
stick hit your face, now his sh-t gettin’ rerocked (stick)

[chorus]
(hah, yeah)
huh? double cup muddy (double cup, double cup)
gotta keep glockies (huh? glocks)
’cause totin’ a hobby (skrrt skrrt)
i give him a chicken teriyaki (chicken)
i get in the kitchen, try to whip up a masi
new glock on me and it came with a fifty (glock, glock)
n-ggas they tellin’, these n-ggas they mickies (glaow)
glock with two thirties, you know that’s sixty (thirty)
maison margiela or maybe balenci (maisons)
sippin’ on syrup, you know we got plenty (man)
these old -ss, lame -ss n-ggas drink remy (trapnanana)
these n-ggas ain’t shootin’, don’t give ’em a penny (luciano)
got fa crib, we got sticks and a hemi (sticks)
he open, we took it, don’t play with my business (i get that)
i pour up the lean, i don’t really got feelings (huh?)

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