Feel It Lyrics

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yoCan you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yoUh, uh, uh
Wanna test my waters? Step in
Hot, no question, what? Interested?
Chick blessed in drop
No less than sick flowsTell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it
Cats know I deliver blows, kill hits
Kill the light switch, I'm barkin' in my CB
Tight chick with charts in mind
Hearts in my actressBetter address me with status
Ms. and Misses, y'all who's and what's
Came in vicious
Everything I touch, y'all wanna get it

Cats wanna hit it, hide when I spit it
What y'all do? Did it, wanna get it?Wanna get rich, I'mma show you money
Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money
Why you wanna hate me, I don't know you money
Y'all cats got late fee's, I don't owe you money
Y'all quick to wild out and just blow your moneyShould it stash high, burnin' flashlight
Girls need to know if you're stuck for money
Cats get sheisty, I might duck for money
Let 'em know, you ain't gettin' buck for money
And tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, whatCan you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yoYo, yo, yo, yo
Feel me come through hard so ya'll hear me
Turn back? Never, rap vendetta
Each letter clever for that cheddarBall in cold weather, mink on the sweater
Don't speak to Heather
Only fly lady certified Indy, the rest gotta pay me
Chuck get shady, cats try to play me
Waggin' Mercedes Benz for the ladyMe that, so he that, where the keys at?
Ride through, slide through for feedback
Like damn, she ballin', damn she that chick
Damn, she tall and, damn she got hitsDamn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin'
Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin'
Trust, we gon' all ball love ya
Pop bubbly, I'mma make ya'll love me, uhCan you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yoYo, yo
Just warmin' up, chilled the whole song
Y'all feel it yet? Killed the whole song
Haters game raw, ain't nothin' pretty
Bank head strong so checkbook pretty
Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes
Counterfeit fifty's, crooked seamsNow I play scenes
Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
Stay real stack's back's you faces
Back to basics, flip rhyme basses
Chuck goin' lace it, ya'll gon' taste itFresh new face, did it mark my spot
Mark my "X", park my Lex, watch be 'Lex
Face forgets nigga, lay some sex
Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do'
Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, niggaCan you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yo