作词 : Cameron Thomaz/Demetrius Gordon/Jason Martin/Jordan Houston
作曲 : Cameron Thomaz/Demetrius Gordon/Jason Martin/Jordan Houston
I'm Feelin (feat. Problem, J.R. Donato, Juicy J)+Cabin Fever 2+Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’ m feelin’ like the ****ing man Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’ m feelin’ like the ****ing man Knew I’d be the man one day Knew I’d be the, knew I’d be the man one day (booya) VIP with a flock of Kelly Bundys All callin’ me daddy like my son say Wizzy, what the tweak be? (what the tweak be?) All mamas that KK got me sleepy NWA, I’m easy Got these niggas sayin’ “Yeah” like Jeezy My clique is heavy, my niggas is smelly Big crib don’t need a telly I ride with them real goons with machine guns, don’t need a Kelly Talkin’ shit but we turnt up too Drunk as hell, that’s what turnt up do Talkin’ pounds we done smoked them too Talkin’ millions we aren’t the few Talkin’ champagne they brought it through Hundred million they rep my gang Goin’ fast when I’m in my lane Diamond, Taylor, that be my gang Smoked it up, you don’t smoke enough Boy you sweet, you so coconut Niggas is loud, get close enough ****ing get sticky on purple stuff Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man Met a lil' chick on Melrose Hopped out in them shell-toes Need more room for my elbows I dropped the bomb and then hell rose These hoes be actin’ up These niggas be lettin’ ‘em Shawty rollin’ them veggies up That’s more rolls at the courtyard Take it to the Marriott Watch a nigga paint, Basquiat (Bought my own crib, so I’m growin’ pot Got my own water, so I bought a yacht) Y’all niggas complacent From walk town to that basement To the top floor that’s so spacious At the Westin, just restin’ Me, J.R., and Wiz go back like rentals Gettin’ money watchin’ for the wenchels Chains got to write like pencils Got magazines for them issues We on one, you damn right Pants small but them bands right She ain’t gay but she playin’ dyke I’m no plumber but I’m layin’ pipe Like what nigga bout to take this shot Niggas really gettin’ this bread Niggas say they ballin’ but they not Smokin niggas, livin’ in the air I grind so I’m getting what I got, ooh I go hard and these niggas wit’ me, man they ain’t got a clue, ooh Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man So much chiefin’ and sippin’ that mud Niggas think I am the plug Crank in the club while you makin’ it rain, Juicy J he be makin’ it flood **** it man I threw it all She assed out never no drawers That ****ing shit be good I would pass her the sack, nigga I’m like Santa Claus Flippin' money and smokin’ weight Make a mess I’m holdin’ cake Nigga I take yo ****** ****** That’s the reason why you love to hate I buy Louis just to meditate Kush bags just to medicate I’m just tryna levitate Hit the mall and blow a whip Hundred k I double dip Turn around and double it Nigga I supply the hood Got plastics filled with benjamins Juicy J I’m gettin’ that purp, work Pockets never hurt If I fall off (nope), the trap where I revert Damn I just spent a hundred gran
[00:00.00] 作词 : Cameron Thomaz/Demetrius Gordon/Jason Martin/Jordan Houston
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Cameron Thomaz/Demetrius Gordon/Jason Martin/Jordan Houston
[00:27.75]I'm Feelin (feat. Problem, J.R. Donato, Juicy J)+Cabin Fever 2+Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’ m feelin’ like the ****ing man Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’ m feelin’ like the ****ing man Knew I’d be the man one day Knew I’d be the, knew I’d be the man one day (booya) VIP with a flock of Kelly Bundys All callin’ me daddy like my son say Wizzy, what the tweak be? (what the tweak be?) All mamas that KK got me sleepy NWA, I’m easy Got these niggas sayin’ “Yeah” like Jeezy My clique is heavy, my niggas is smelly Big crib don’t need a telly I ride with them real goons with machine guns, don’t need a Kelly Talkin’ shit but we turnt up too Drunk as hell, that’s what turnt up do Talkin’ pounds we done smoked them too Talkin’ millions we aren’t the few Talkin’ champagne they brought it through Hundred million they rep my gang Goin’ fast when I’m in my lane Diamond, Taylor, that be my gang Smoked it up, you don’t smoke enough Boy you sweet, you so coconut Niggas is loud, get close enough ****ing get sticky on purple stuff Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man Met a lil' chick on Melrose Hopped out in them shell-toes Need more room for my elbows I dropped the bomb and then hell rose These hoes be actin’ up These niggas be lettin’ ‘em Shawty rollin’ them veggies up That’s more rolls at the courtyard Take it to the Marriott Watch a nigga paint, Basquiat (Bought my own crib, so I’m growin’ pot Got my own water, so I bought a yacht) Y’all niggas complacent From walk town to that basement To the top floor that’s so spacious At the Westin, just restin’ Me, J.R., and Wiz go back like rentals Gettin’ money watchin’ for the wenchels Chains got to write like pencils Got magazines for them issues We on one, you damn right Pants small but them bands right She ain’t gay but she playin’ dyke I’m no plumber but I’m layin’ pipe Like what nigga bout to take this shot Niggas really gettin’ this bread Niggas say they ballin’ but they not Smokin niggas, livin’ in the air I grind so I’m getting what I got, ooh I go hard and these niggas wit’ me, man they ain’t got a clue, ooh Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man Damn, I just spent a hundred grand Them niggas don’t understand You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan I’m feelin’ like the ****ing man So much chiefin’ and sippin’ that mud Niggas think I am the plug Crank in the club while you makin’ it rain, Juicy J he be makin’ it flood **** it man I threw it all She assed out never no drawers That ****ing shit be good I would pass her the sack, nigga I’m like Santa Claus Flippin' money and smokin’ weight Make a mess I’m holdin’ cake Nigga I take yo ****** ****** That’s the reason why you love to hate I buy Louis just to meditate Kush bags just to medicate I’m just tryna levitate Hit the mall and blow a whip Hundred k I double dip Turn around and double it Nigga I supply the hood Got plastics filled with benjamins Juicy J I’m gettin’ that purp, work Pockets never hurt If I fall off (nope), the trap where I revert Damn I just spent a hundred gran