That’s How Ya Feel lyrics

by

Lloyd


Yeah, ay
Jeah
Ay n*gga
If you at the light right now n*gga
And the n*gga sweating you my n*gga
Looking at you cause you got the big boy shoes on ya sh*t my n*gga
Ay roll down ya motherf*cking window n*gga
Blow out that dro smoke n*gga
Tell that n*gga that's how the f*ck ya feel n*gga
Ya feel like ya look n*gga
Ya feel good n*gga
What's happening n*gga?
Let's get it, ay
Ay, let's go

[Young Jeezy]
Red paint, inside's peanut butter (peanut butter)
They seeing me, but I don't see them suckers (see them suckers)
I ain't gon lie, man my sh*t tight (tight)
Hoes jocking, got em stopping like a red light (ay, yeeeeeeah)
Wake me up, this a sick dream (what)
Got the Alpine with the flat screen (that's right)
These n*ggas ain't aware mayne (ware mayne)
12's in the trunk sounding like an airplane (ay, ay, jeah)
A 757 jet (jet)
He ain't know? You dealing with a f*cking vet (yeeeeeah)
n*ggas cold like banana splits (jeah)
That's why I cop the AR with banana clips (ay, ay)
[Hook]
Sitting 24 inches off the ground (That's how ya feel)
A young n*gga sellin fruity by the pound (That's how ya feel)
And I got the best white in the town (That's how ya feel)
45 in my lap, it's going down (That's how ya feel)
[Hook]

[Young Jeezy]
I got a project chick with a lot of kids (lot of kids)
She say she like my flow but love my ad libs (yeeeeeah)
I was saying Yeah before Usher (what)
Never Scared like T.I. and Bone Crusher (that's right)
Any problem, Jeezy take care of it (jeah)
Them ugly hoes say a n*gga arrogant (arrogant)
Real slow is how I drive past (what)
Got everybody looking, sweating like a gym class (let's get it)
I see you funny n*ggas got jokes (jokes)
Disrespect the Chevy, still riding on spokes (ay, spokes)
You f*cking with a player (ay)
We don't just say no, we too busy saying yeeeeeah

[Hook 2x]

[Young Jeezy]
I'm a motherf*cking problem, who wanna solve me dog? (jeah)
Got six cell phones, who gon' call me dog? (yeeeeeah)
This ain't a movie, we are not actors (what)
Still use a duck ass n*gga for target practice (ay)
Infrared beam on the Mausberg pump
Hit his ass with it twice, make him A-Town Stomp (A-Town Stomp)
In gats we trust (ay)
n*ggas play a lot of games dog, but not with us (not with us)
Call me Jack In The Box, hop out with two clips (jeah)
Cook ya faster than a t-bone at Ruth Chris (Ruth Chris)
You still hating, looking stupid (looking stupid)
I'm in the SL, looking real Coupe-ish (real Coupe-ish)
[Hook 2x]
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