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Feenin’

👤 Lil Poppa 🎼 Under Investigation 3 ⏱️ 3:07
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⏱️ 3:07 duration
🆔 ID: 5892897

📜 Lyrics

Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy

Ayy, pour some more 'cause I can't taste it
Get it up off the floor, that shit keep wasting
Nigga fall in love with that ho, that shit be crazy
They say my block got that shit like 1980
This that high, my name Slim Shady

This that California, girl, I ain't talking Saweetie, I'm talking Katy
This that cash money shit, I ain't talking Juvie, I'm talking Baby
Pull up on fuck shit, nigga know I flip like Dooda if you play with me
I don't duck shit, titties look like hooters on this K with me

Pull up leaning, codeining
Percocets make perfect sex
She feening, she need it
I don't know why this bitch ain't working yet
Niggas hiding, where they at?
Them boys ain't stop lurking yet
Detectives say you murdered that
Boy, I ain't never heard of that

I'll pull up flashing, I'm having
Tell them boys get up with me
Take the backend and stash it
'Cause them niggas get hit up for free
Ayy, what's your passion? You rapping?
And I'll shoot this bitch up like threes
Big four O, got it holding my jeans
Nigga, I'll wet this bitch up like Lee

Nigga, I see nothing but red like squeeze
Rapping, I'll go back out East
1-2-2-8, trying to buy, not lease
And put them college funds up for my niece
Commissary, that's for Caprice
My brother raised a fucking beast
Know he told me some shit that stuck with me
He say "If a nigga fuck with me"

Pull up leaning, codeining
Percocets make perfect sex
She feening, she need it
I don't know why this bitch ain't working yet
Niggas hiding, where they at?
Them boys ain't stop lurking yet
Detectives say you murdered that
Boy, I ain't never heard of that

Fresher than the pastor, like what chapter?
I got what you looking for, just meet me in the chapel
I'm the words of Ms. Barbara, you sporty bastard
What you got to say 'bout "I'ma just roll a fat one"
Ayy, I heard what a name just died round there on, shh
I'ma roll it after

If she ain't the baddest, okay, who badder?
I post her but don't at her
Don't care who had her, that shit don't matter
And that ass been getting fatter
Shit smell like Texico, I only want the best to smoke
Ayy, they know who run 904, I'm like El Chapo in Mexico

Block the ho, don't text the ho
Don't pop no more, I'm stressing though
Don't drink no more, I tried it
But this shit here come from Texas though
Without it I can't rest no more
Counting up my blessings at the Westin with my weapon on me
Ayy, this just for protection though

Pull up leaning, codeining
Percocets make perfect sex
She feening, she need it
I don't know why this bitch ain't working yet
Niggas hiding, where they at?
Them boys ain't stop lurking yet
Detectives say you murdered that
Boy, I ain't never heard of that

I'll pull up flashing, I'm having
Tell them boys get up with me
Take the backend and stash it
'Cause them niggas get hit up for free
Ayy, what's your passion? You rapping?
And I'll shoot this bitch up like threes
Big four O, got it holding my jeans
Nigga, I'll wet this bitch up like Lee

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:01.83] Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy
[00:04.32]
[00:13.02] Ayy, pour some more 'cause I can't taste it
[00:15.87] Get it up off the floor, that shit keep wasting
[00:19.19] Nigga fall in love with that ho, that shit be crazy
[00:22.40] They say my block got that shit like 1980
[00:24.81] This that high, my name Slim Shady
[00:26.32] This that California, girl, I ain't talking Saweetie, I'm talking Katy
[00:29.42] This that cash money shit, I ain't talking Juvie, I'm talking Baby
[00:32.80] Pull up on fuck shit, nigga know I flip like Dooda if you play with me
[00:36.49] I don't duck shit, titties look like hooters on this K with me
[00:39.56] Pull up leaning, codeining
[00:41.66] Percocets make perfect sex
[00:43.04] She feening, she need it
[00:44.51] I don't know why this bitch ain't working yet
[00:46.67] Niggas hiding, where they at?
[00:48.11] Them boys ain't stop lurking yet
[00:49.62] Detectives say you murdered that
[00:51.34] Boy, I ain't never heard of that
[00:52.64] I'll pull up flashing, I'm having
[00:54.81] Tell them boys get up with me
[00:56.15] Take the backend and stash it
[00:58.08] 'Cause them niggas get hit up for free
[00:59.33] Ayy, what's your passion? You rapping?
[01:01.36] And I'll shoot this bitch up like threes
[01:03.15] Big four O, got it holding my jeans
[01:04.59] Nigga, I'll wet this bitch up like Lee
[01:06.22] Nigga, I see nothing but red like squeeze
[01:08.36] Rapping, I'll go back out East
[01:09.78] 1-2-2-8, trying to buy, not lease
[01:10.85] And put them college funds up for my niece
[01:13.16] Commissary, that's for Caprice
[01:14.40] My brother raised a fucking beast
[01:15.97] Know he told me some shit that stuck with me
[01:17.53] He say "If a nigga fuck with me"
[01:19.30] Pull up leaning, codeining
[01:21.07] Percocets make perfect sex
[01:22.65] She feening, she need it
[01:24.12] I don't know why this bitch ain't working yet
[01:26.10] Niggas hiding, where they at?
[01:27.75] Them boys ain't stop lurking yet
[01:29.21] Detectives say you murdered that
[01:31.07] Boy, I ain't never heard of that
[01:32.11] Fresher than the pastor, like what chapter?
[01:34.76] I got what you looking for, just meet me in the chapel
[01:37.28] I'm the words of Ms. Barbara, you sporty bastard
[01:39.99] What you got to say 'bout "I'ma just roll a fat one"
[01:42.57] Ayy, I heard what a name just died round there on, shh
[01:45.00] I'ma roll it after
[01:45.73] If she ain't the baddest, okay, who badder?
[01:47.71] I post her but don't at her
[01:48.71] Don't care who had her, that shit don't matter
[01:51.08] And that ass been getting fatter
[01:52.20] Shit smell like Texico, I only want the best to smoke
[01:55.05] Ayy, they know who run 904, I'm like El Chapo in Mexico
[01:58.45] Block the ho, don't text the ho
[02:00.15] Don't pop no more, I'm stressing though
[02:01.75] Don't drink no more, I tried it
[02:03.28] But this shit here come from Texas though
[02:05.52] Without it I can't rest no more
[02:06.72] Counting up my blessings at the Westin with my weapon on me
[02:10.14] Ayy, this just for protection though
[02:12.68] Pull up leaning, codeining
[02:14.23] Percocets make perfect sex
[02:15.70] She feening, she need it
[02:17.12] I don't know why this bitch ain't working yet
[02:19.23] Niggas hiding, where they at?
[02:20.88] Them boys ain't stop lurking yet
[02:22.57] Detectives say you murdered that
[02:23.96] Boy, I ain't never heard of that
[02:25.29] I'll pull up flashing, I'm having
[02:27.53] Tell them boys get up with me
[02:28.77] Take the backend and stash it
[02:30.47] 'Cause them niggas get hit up for free
[02:31.95] Ayy, what's your passion? You rapping?
[02:34.03] And I'll shoot this bitch up like threes
[02:35.75] Big four O, got it holding my jeans
[02:37.34] Nigga, I'll wet this bitch up like Lee
[02:41.41]

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