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big quis - hell of a feelin lyrics

[intro: peezy]
got it out the—

[chorus: peezy]
got it out the mud, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
went and switched up they ones, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
when a hundred on your wrist, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
you can have any b+tch, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
when your car go two hundred, that’s a h+ll of a feeling
when your jeans thirteen hundred, that’s a h+ll of a feeling
money pokin’ out your pocket, that’s a h+ll of a feeling
that’s a h+ll of a feeling, that’s a h+ll of a feeling

[verse 1: big quis]
went to my jeweler with my shooter and two hundred large
you see them foreigns back to back, n+gga, them all of ours
i gave her thousand for that p+ssy, f+ckin’ wasn’t that hard
i ran it up, and i refuse to let my n+ggas starve
look at the coupe, look at the ‘fit, look at this b+tch i’m with
don’t make me laugh, this a hundred+thousand+dollar kit
i can look at you and tell you never sold a brick
i can ask a famous b+tch is that’ll suck my d+ck?
i’m in a ‘vette, i drink and drive, i miss the gang that died
f+ck the opps, i can’t see ’em with buffies on my eyes
she tried to charge me for the p+ssy, this b+tch lost her mind
i’m super quis, you just a b+tch, i can replace a dime
[chorus: peezy]
got it out the mud, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
went and switched up they ones, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
when a hundred on your wrist, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
you can have any b+tch, that sh+t a h+ll of a feeling
when your car go two hundred, that’s a h+ll of a feeling
when your jeans thirteen hundred, that’s a h+ll of a feeling
money pokin’ out your pocket, that’s a h+ll of a feeling
that’s a h+ll of a feeling, that’s a h+ll of a feeling

[verse 2: big quis]
i hate to lose, f+ck your crew, i got on all my jewels
don’t talk to me, you n+ggas lame, can’t stack a thousand blues
i keep some hoes with me on my d+ck, that’s how i move
i did some dirt with local legends, free all my dudes
i’m in a turning lane on forgis in a foreign, n+gga
i feel so sorry for my opps, they never wore glitter
this club ain’t close, you just a lame, we order more liquor
i had to cut them n+ggas off, i can’t be forward with ya
my wifey left me just in time, my rollie fully flooded
took a hundred out the stash, i feel like buyin’ somethin’
all these hoes i be f+ckin’, name a whip, i done it
f+ck your thoughts, i’m gettin’ money, n+gga, i’m out here stuntin’

- big quis lyrics

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