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letra de don't feel a way - remix - yizzy

[intro]
na na na na
don’t feel
don’t feel
don’t feel a way
don’t feel a way (yizzy)
“don’t feel a way remix”
the pxttrn, devilman, window kid
mercston, big narstie and little dee (hahaha)

[verse 1: little dee]
yeah, look, that’s doug
turn up who? turn up, that’s doug
stumbled out of the boozer drunk
sat in the back of the uber slumped
still get money on obbo
i’m always followed, you’re always tweeting
tell a man that we got beef, that’s reaching
you ain’t no beefin’ vegan, ‘llow it
i go home, wake up in a warzone
really spent ten quid on a load out
little douglas, still big business
whole gaff gets splashed when i soak out
left man on penny
with ratchet rass and nutcase lenny
anywhere that we turn up gets tekky
og’s, long live ne
[verse 2: big narstie]
n dot, a dot
r dot, s dot
show man the levels we’re the best of
close man’s face like a desktop
know it’s blue gang, sonic the hedgehog
aim at your goal, shaka hislop
know it’s 20 bags on the wristw-tch
make the place jump like kris kross
make the place jump like kris kross
n dot, a dot, base
r dot, s dot, base
r dot, s dot, base
t dot, i dot, base
man can’t f-ck with the base
man know when the master’s away
you know that the horse will stray
so don’t feel no way
so don’t feel no way

[chorus]
na na na na
don’t feel
don’t feel
don’t feel a way (nah)
don’t feel (don’t)
don’t feel
don’t feel a…
[verse 3]
step in the dance, i’m like “yo” (hear that)
magnum bottle of that moet (forget that)
man just stepped on my toe
mind where you’re talkin’ my bro
ain’t took no chat from 1992
i just wan’ vibe, provide for my youts
i come in here with s and the rest of my troops
got a ruff sqwad, got tings in moods
she got a back, her ting’s improved
was laid back when she sent them nudes (haha)
i’m in the mood to make moves, yeah
soon apply for my coutts, yeah
big money on my shoes
gun finger sk-nk when i booze
in my specs, i’m under no rules
eh, what you talkin’ ’bout?
’bout you wanna talk it out (eediat)
really, you’re lucky i’m the cool one
’cause dem manna chalk it out, ha

[verse 4: window kid]
haha, look who it is
i got the phone call “wind, are you busy?”
i said “nah, i’m not you know yizzy
i’m just at my gaff sippin’ a tinny”
he said he got the beat off dizzee
he hollered at narstie, mercston, devilman
said “it’s time that we all got busy”
and i says “are you f-ckin’ silly?”
but anyway, watch this
i’ve had one spliff and h-lla john smiths
and we’re off our tits up in the mosh pits
dj, wheel this when i drop this (wow)
it’s window k, man don’t feel a way
man know what i say
better move them feet in the rave
it’s peak in the place, man, don’t feel a way
[chorus]
na na na na
don’t feel
don’t feel
don’t feel a way (nah)
don’t feel (don’t)
don’t feel
don’t feel a…

[verse 5: devilman]
i’m always winning, chilling
with a few woman
and a few bangers spinning (you know what i mean)
now i’m on lockdown in my crib
thinkin’ about all the clubs i’ve been in
sittin’ there smoking ounce upon ounce
plenty of flavours billing
when it’s all over, i’m gonna make a k!lling
fly out to malia, jump in the sea and start swimming
if you ain’t got a personal barber, your head top won’t get trimming
consuming more food than i need to
puttin’ on some extra weight, no slimming (yeah)
right now, people are trippin’
sh-t needs to hurry up, time is tickin’
tick tock, p-ssed off
like bein’ in the strip club but there ain’t n0body strippin’

[verse 6: the pxttrn]
from time manna inside, manna vibsing
good for the rest of the night ting
i don’t drink so a red bull’s my ting
tapped brudda in a mask, i’m hiding
left mich-lle in the rave
and i seen chantelle with her mate
but chanelle’s too bait
i was the lowkey boy in the corner
until i heard “i love you” then straight
on the dancefloor, gettin’ busy with it
see me skippin’ on the beat like i’m lizzie with it
my man took a man’s flow but i seen him with it
if i need to, i’ll come back and i can spin him with it
fix up, look sharp p-ssyole
if i stand up tall, what you gonna do mate?
i’m just gettin’ my money back and i’m graftin’
don’t gas me, stop that

[outro]
na na na na
don’t feel
don’t feel
don’t feel a way (nah)
don’t feel (don’t)
don’t feel
don’t feel…
what should i say?
don’t feel
don’t feel
don’t feel a way
don’t feel (don’t)
don’t feel
don’t feel a…

- yizzy

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