I’m Feelin’ lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro: Juicy J]
Lewi-V on the track
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Aw
Damn, I just spent a hundred grand (Hundred grand)
Them broke n*ggas don’t understand (Understand)
You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan? (What's your plan?)
I’m feelin’ like the f*ckin’ man (f*ckin' man)
Damn, I just spent a hundred grand (Hundred grand)
Them broke n*ggas don’t understand (Understand)
You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan? (What's your plan?)
I’m feelin’ like the f*ckin’ man (f*ckin' man)

[Verse 1: Problem]
Problem
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?
On mamas that KK got me sleepy
NWA, I’m easy (Compton)
Got these b*tches sayin’ “Yeah” like Jeezy
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
My tweak is heavy, my weed is smelly
Big crib don’t need a telly
I ride with them real goons with machine guns, don’t need a Kelly
Talkin’ sh*t but we turnt up too
Drunk as hell, that’s what turnt up do
Talkin’ pounds we done smoked them too
Talkin’ millions we earned a few
Talkin’ champagne they brought it through
Hundred million they rep my gang

[Verse 3: Problem]
Goin’ fast when I’m in my lane (What)
Diamond, Taylor, that be my gang (What)
Smoked it up, you don’t smoke enough (Nah)
Boy you sweet, you so coconut
Weed is loud, get close enough
sh*t get sticky on purple stuff, on moms

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Damn, I just spent a hundred grand (Hundred grand)
Them broke n*ggas don’t understand (Understand)
You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan? (What's your plan?)
I’m feelin’ like the f*ckin’ man (f*ckin' man)
Damn, I just spent a hundred grand (Hundred grand)
Them broke n*ggas don’t understand (Understand)
You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan? (What's your plan?)
I’m feelin’ like the f*ckin’ man (f*ckin' man)
[Verse 4: J.R. Donato, Wiz]
JR, look
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 n*ggas be lettin’ ‘em
Shawty rollin’ them veggies up
That’s more RAW's at the courtyard (Courtyard)
Take her to the Marriott
Watch a n*gga paint, Basquiat
Bought my own crib, so I’m growin’ pot
Got my own water, so I bought a yacht
Y’all n*ggas complacent (Uh)
From Wauk-Town to that basement
To the top floor that’s so spacious
At the Westin, just restin’ (What)

[Verse 5: Problem]
Me, J.R., and Wiz go back like rentals (Rentals)
Gettin’ money watchin’ for the wenchels (Wenchels)
Chains got to write like pencils (What)
Got magazines for them issues (What)
We on one, you damn right (Yeah)
Pants small but them bands right (Yeah)
She ain’t gay but she playin’ dyke
I’m no plumb’ but I’m layin’ pipe
Like what (What)
[Verse 6: Wiz Khalifa]
n*gga bout to take this shot (Shot)
n*gga really gettin’ this bread (Bread)
n*ggas say they ballin’ but they not (They not)
Smokin weed, livin’ in the air (Air)
I grind so I’m getting what I got, ooh (Got, ooh)
I go hard and these f*ck n*ggas, man they ain’t got a clue, ooh (Clue, ooh)

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Damn, I just spent a hundred grand (Hundred grand)
Them broke n*ggas don’t understand (Understand)
You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan? (What's your plan?)
I’m feelin’ like the f*ckin’ man (f*ckin' man)
Damn, I just spent a hundred grand (Hundred grand)
Them broke n*ggas don’t understand (Understand)
You ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your plan? (What's your plan?)
I’m feelin’ like the f*ckin’ man (f*ckin' man)

[Verse 7: Juicy J]
So much chiefin’ and sippin’ that mud
n*ggas think I am the plug
Crank in the club while you makin’ it rain, Juicy J he be makin’ it flood (You know it)
f*ck it man I threw it all (Yes sir)
She assed out never no drawers (Ho)
That sh*t be good I would pass her the sack, b*tch I’m like Santa Claus (b*tch)
Flippin' money and smokin’ weight
Make a mess I’m holdin’ cake (Yes sir)
n*gga I take yo b*tch, n*gga
That’s the reason why you love to hate
I buy Louis just to meditate (Ho)
Kush bales just to medicate (Ho)
I’m just tryna levitate
Hit the mall and blow a whip
Hundred K, I double dip (Blow it)
Turn around and double it
n*gga I supply the hood
Got plastics filled with Benjamins
Juicy J I’m gettin’ that purp, work
Pockets never hurt
If I fall off (never), the trap where I revert (Ho)

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
Damn I just spent a hundred grand
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