Song parody of
Feel Good
by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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(Look out, Veno)
(That shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Hol' up, 'cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I'm boolin' cool
And, I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, "Make me feel good"
She like what I do, mm
Gucci socks and Dior flops, tennis chain, no Cuban links
I got power wit' this .50 Glock
Make you take off all your Cuban links
Jump out, pop out, let off shots, I don't usually think, nah, nah
Barely know her but she think that I buy her anything, hell nah
Bend her over I see what her tail 'bout and I speed up
Domestic, you think I treat her the way that pussy get beat up
Dance around like Raven, you my cheetah (huh)
Like when I let her stay in here, she can kick her feet up
Clutchin' .30s, Perkies got her workin', she's a thirty popper
Caught up surfin', I know how to work it, we gon' murder 'bout it
I'm a problem, I got plenty bodies and they know about it
What's the problem?
Throwin' 'round your body make me show your body
Ooh, blood on my shoes
Just be cool, I say, "This might make the news"
You like what I do, she told me I'm smooth, mm
Enjoyin' this money, kick back, build a patio on top the roof
No "Pat-a-Cake," I'm Babe Ruth, hittin' it for the home run
Go ask 'em, bitch, I'm paid too, and you know I own somethin'
Richard Mille around your arm, do all stuntin' on these hoes
Four, three coupes, I been the truth for who ain't know, be cool
Hol' up, 'cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I'm boolin' cool
And, I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, "Make me feel good"
She like what I do, mm
Tsunami, huh, get her wet typhoon
I'ma pimp, bitch, tie my shoe
Want you, friend and sister too
I'm a Mac, go check computers
For them stats, he gon' get ruthless
Watch my back, they move you shoot 'em
Ain't put it on wax and they know how I do it
(Look out, Veno)
(That shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Hol' up, 'cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I'm boolin' cool
And, I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, "Make me feel good"
She like what I do, mm
Gucci socks and Dior flops, tennis chain, no Cuban links
I got power wit' this .50 Glock
Make you take off all your Cuban links
Jump out, pop out, let off shots, I don't usually think, nah, nah
Barely know her but she think that I buy her anything, hell nah
Bend her over I see what her tail 'bout and I speed up
Domestic, you think I treat her the way that pussy get beat up
Dance around like Raven, you my cheetah (huh)
Like when I let her stay in here, she can kick her feet up
Clutchin' .30s, Perkies got her workin', she's a thirty popper
Caught up surfin', I know how to work it, we gon' murder 'bout it
I'm a problem, I got plenty bodies and they know about it
What's the problem?
Throwin' 'round your body make me show your body
Ooh, blood on my shoes
Just be cool, I say, "This might make the news"
You like what I do, she told me I'm smooth, mm
Enjoyin' this money, kick back, build a patio on top the roof
No "Pat-a-Cake," I'm Babe Ruth, hittin' it for the home run
Go ask 'em, bitch, I'm paid too, and you know I own somethin'
Richard Mille around your arm, do all stuntin' on these hoes
Four, three coupes, I been the truth for who ain't know, be cool
Hol' up, 'cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I'm boolin' cool
And, I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, "Make me feel good"
She like what I do, mm
Tsunami, huh, get her wet typhoon
I'ma pimp, bitch, tie my shoe
Want you, friend and sister too
I'm a Mac, go check computers
For them stats, he gon' get ruthless
Watch my back, they move you shoot 'em
Ain't put it on wax and they know how I do it
