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babychiefdoit - feel like ye lyrics

[intro]
baow, b+tch, baow

[verse i]
she want a shark but i’m nothing like none of these n+ggas, i’m vicious, i’m a piranha
don’t hop in the street if you don’t got a drac’, it get hot in this b+tch like you stuck in a sauna
n+gga want smoke with the gang but he don’t got no bodies, the f+ck? is the young n+gga high?
shoot up the funeral, don’t give a f+ck if the pastor is sad, that n+gga can die
n+ggas’ll walk and talk like me, who kids is these? they must be mine
n+ggas be saying it’s animals only but what kind? it must be swine
this ho tall so i gotta climb, come suck my d+ck, i’m tryna unwind
young as h+ll with a ten+milly+grrt, it’s grown ass men still playing with nines
he [?], but you hang with him, a lot of sh+t don’t make sense
its a lot of sh+t i don’t get
it’s a [?], you don’t wanna get hit with this
one n+gga had got hit with switch in the hеad, he ain’t dead but it made him forgеt
one n+gga had got hit in his kidney, he ain’t die but it made him sh+t

[chorus]
b+tch, i feel like ye, i’m yeezy, n+gga
getting that tunechi, weezy, n+gga
bored as sh+t, too easy, n+gga
remember they wouldn’t believe a n+gga
come on, let’s go, no sleezy, n+gga
my [?] still gotta free that n+gga
you better talk to jesus, n+gga
soon we gon send you to meet that n+gga
f+ck your man, i’ll beat that n+gga
and if i can, ima smoke his ass
it’s gon’ be r.i.p. , that n+gga
bad lil barbie call me arby’s, she know this where the meat at, n+gga
tell me where you want to meet at, n+gga
i’ll f+ck around, pull up where you sleep at, n+gga
i’m blowing as soon as i see that n+gga
[intermission]
a lot of n+ggas don’t like me because i’m the realest n+gga you gon’ ever see
[?] some freddy crueger sh+t, i pull up in your dreams
on foenem

[verse ii]
you don’t want smoke, n+gga, you better go ‘head
we tryna mr. potato a n+gga
[?] to his forehead, we tryna rotten tomato a n+gga
[?] what you thought we doing?
in california, we making a movie
you tricking on b+tches that gon’ [?] while im tryna crumble a bad b+tch cookie
somebody in here smell like dookie
why this b+tch act like i need her? i can’t stand the smell of her coochie
hoes be having me f+cked up, had to look in the mirror like, “am i a goofy?”
b+tch, do i look like a clown?
if i throw some cash is you gon’ make that ass go ‘round
is you gon’ turn that ass around
is you gon’ make that sh+t go up and down

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