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letra de make it feel right - themusicnerdguy

[intro]
i’ve named this one jpeg
because i like jpegs

[verse one: kanye west & jpegmafia]
me and ghost in a ski mask
i was chillin’ and layin’, chilean like sea bass
and n0body was askin’ her
p-ssy don’t even fix your lips like l-b–plasty, yuh
well fed, got all the bread
i’m sad, i need some head
i might tell you you the one while i’m hittin’ it
‘til i post-nut, cum to my senses
i tried to meditate, i tried to medicate
she had two phones, thought she was kevin gates
she was lyin’ ‘bout it, then she came clean
i was so mad, i f-cked her so hard, she came clean
got that new rrr! it’s a may-bay-bay
she got that new bag, it’s a chay-nay-nay
i take it too far, i take it way-way-way
i pull a cougar out her ca-a-age (yeah)

[verse two: jpegmafia]
how you gon’ see me, you like stevie with them air b-lls (for real)
let’s air it out and let kel-tec sing like aaron hall (yeah)
don’t need producers, need no writers, need no tech at all (come on man)
but best believe you f-ck with me there’s gon’ be tecs involved (best believe it)
f-ck rappin’ b-tch, extend the clip and get your b-tch involved (yup)
my twisted fantasy only made it to so appalled (yeah)
i’m half pac, half cher, half awesome kong
i tеll myself that half a o i smoke won’t do me harm
but whеn it do me and i know that they gon’ do me wrong
lil’ bruh, n—-, to find your body they gon’ need logan paul
i’m in the forest with the kimber, it’s my final form (yeah)
i still need all my b-tches same color as ricky starks (facts, come on man)
i take them light, i take them dark but i prefer ’em bald (facts!)
and you get extra points on me if you mentally off
your b-tch be taking all these hits tell her to work on a guard (tell her!)
just blame my occupation, b-tch, i keep the kimber warm
the senior citizen shooting fake rappers off my lawn (toxic!)
[interlude: jpegmafia, rhymefest & ghostface k!llah]
just make it feel right (sh-t, it’s toxic, yeah, man, it’s real)
just make it feel right, yeah-yeah
just make it feel right, nah-nah
just make it feel right, oh-oh
just make it feel right (jackson 5 sh-t, this is it, right, yeah)
just make it feel right

[verse three: ghostface k!llah]
ayo, n—-s wanna clap me, monkey see, monkey do
i’m comin’ with black gloves to snub his old chunky, too
african gold dentals, iced out medals
i seen n—-s get murked by the heels of stilettos
i blam one n—- and watch the other die by the echo
i had dots on darkskin n—-s that look like freckles
pay homage, my islamic, my wrist timeless
i threw up rhymes in my campbell’s soup, i seen in my vomit
it’s a world premiere, ‘mere
i limp when i’m draggin’ to saudi, it’s down to here, here
holdin’ bricks, where, where?
my man got eighty-five to life and that’s years, years
same day he spit at the judge and threw a chair, chair

- themusicnerdguy

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