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Feel
by Noski
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Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya?
Aye
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya?
Aye
Feels good don't it, aye
Feels good don't it, aye
Feel good don't ya? aye
Aye, aye
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya? Aye
Feel good don't ya? Aye
Wassup?
Got a fist full of cash and a blunt in my mouth
Damier on the bag, I'm bout to head out the south
Paper boy here, I'm still running them routes
Took the 826 headed down to the south
2-3 On the jersey, two dicks in my drawers
Squeezing on the trigger, see the sweat on my palms
No cap, I'll bust one in you raw
I'll bust one in you raw
(Bust one in you raw)
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya? Aye
Feels good don't it? Aye
Feel real don't ya?
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feels good don't it, aye
Feels real don't it, aye
Feels good don't it?
It feels good don't it? Aye
To watch the money pile up
No ice around the bezel, took the icing off the cup cake
Keep the Rollie clean, like my money in the laundry mat
Noski got his bands up
I can rob a jewelry store
Counting all this money, my best friend is Benji
I sleep on hundreds, I walk on twenties
Niggas think I'm funny like I'm Will Smith's sonny
Till I pull up in a hoodie with the chrome tuck, boom
Riding down 95, listening to Project Pat, uh
Still serving that, cause niggas want that real back, uh
Got Brittany, but then I seen Vanessa
I just bought Louis, but now I want some Fendi
My mood so trendy, I could spend a few Gs
Them Rafs look comfy, my girl wants Gucci's
My niggas need Rollies, I just copped the Glocky
Don't you just love the way that money makes you
Aye
Dontcha!
Dontcha love it!
Money!
It makes you feel, make you feel good don't it?
Make you run home and kiss your wife
And tell her, "We rich baby! We fucking rich!"
"We fucking rich!"
Type of money where you call yo momma
And tell her, "You ain't never gone work again in your life"
The type of money where you tell your grandkids
"You ain't never gone work a day in your life"
Type of money!
That's the type of money
Praise
Inshallah
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya?
Aye
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya?
Aye
Feels good don't it, aye
Feels good don't it, aye
Feel good don't ya? aye
Aye, aye
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya? Aye
Feel good don't ya? Aye
Wassup?
Got a fist full of cash and a blunt in my mouth
Damier on the bag, I'm bout to head out the south
Paper boy here, I'm still running them routes
Took the 826 headed down to the south
2-3 On the jersey, two dicks in my drawers
Squeezing on the trigger, see the sweat on my palms
No cap, I'll bust one in you raw
I'll bust one in you raw
(Bust one in you raw)
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feel real don't ya? Aye
Feels good don't it? Aye
Feel real don't ya?
Don't you just love the way that money makes you feel?
(Make you feel)
Feels good don't it, aye
Feels real don't it, aye
Feels good don't it?
It feels good don't it? Aye
To watch the money pile up
No ice around the bezel, took the icing off the cup cake
Keep the Rollie clean, like my money in the laundry mat
Noski got his bands up
I can rob a jewelry store
Counting all this money, my best friend is Benji
I sleep on hundreds, I walk on twenties
Niggas think I'm funny like I'm Will Smith's sonny
Till I pull up in a hoodie with the chrome tuck, boom
Riding down 95, listening to Project Pat, uh
Still serving that, cause niggas want that real back, uh
Got Brittany, but then I seen Vanessa
I just bought Louis, but now I want some Fendi
My mood so trendy, I could spend a few Gs
Them Rafs look comfy, my girl wants Gucci's
My niggas need Rollies, I just copped the Glocky
Don't you just love the way that money makes you
Aye
Dontcha!
Dontcha love it!
Money!
It makes you feel, make you feel good don't it?
Make you run home and kiss your wife
And tell her, "We rich baby! We fucking rich!"
"We fucking rich!"
Type of money where you call yo momma
And tell her, "You ain't never gone work again in your life"
The type of money where you tell your grandkids
"You ain't never gone work a day in your life"
Type of money!
That's the type of money
Praise
Inshallah
