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tay b & babyfxce e - u feel me lyrics

[verse 1: tay b & babyfxce e]
n+gga found out i hit his ho, he tryna tell my b+tch
i don’t deal with middlemen, you can’t sell me sh+t
just flew a bad b+tch in, guess she heaven+sent
traction off, hit the gas, fishtail the whip
baby gon’ be on me real bad if you let me hit
she be out here sellin’ it, she told you she was celibate
no, this not no petty sh+t, you know my chains some heavy sh+t
‘posed to keep it in the streets, bro, you the type to tell a b+tch
n+ggas ain’t p
i can’t get mad ’cause n+ggas ain’t me
huh, n+ggas ain’t us
had to cut off all the n+ggas i ain’t trust
huh, i’ma keep it a band, lil’ baby, i’m tryna f+ck
what’s up your friends? tell ’em all hop in the truck
she like, “what’s that in your pants?” i said, “baby, that’s my gun”
so don’t think about no sneaky backdoor sh+t ’cause i’ma bust

[chorus: tay b]
yeah, i’m a young n+gga gettin’ money, you feel me?
my b+tch bad, yours ain’t nothin’, you feel me? (feel me)
b+tch, do not pull up, you ain’t f+ckin’, you feel me? (feel me)
i’ll pay your bills, it ain’t nothin’, you feel me?
yeah, i’m a young n+gga gettin’ money, you feel me? (feel me)
my b+tch bad, yours ain’t nothin’, you feel me? (feel me)
b+tch, do not pull up, you ain’t f+ckin’, you feel me? (feel me)
i’ll pay your bills, it ain’t nothin’, you feel me?
[verse 2: tay b]
i don’t be in people business, i only worry ‘but me
i ain’t into messy sh+t, that’s just not my thing
why you worried ’bout some tea? i’m tryna get a b
a lot of motherf+ckers ain’t p, so i just keep it g

[verse 3: babyfxce e]
that’s why i keep it h, that sh+t mean a hundred
sorry that i think like that, i just be seein’ money
she so backwards, she want me to beat it up, then after that, just rub it
i was sellin’ everything but crack, bro, i was just tryna bubble
mm, i don’t wanna be on nothin’ but my own time, been grindin’ for a long time
i got so much dog sh+t on me, it’s like i’m nose blind
if i brought her to my crib, then she got clotheslined
you ain’t got no b+tch that’s tryna get some money with you
you ain’t got no b+tch that’s gon’ pull up just to kiss you
bookbag full of racks, bro, i do push+ups with the chicken
i’m the richest young n+gga from my city, they ain’t f+ckin’ with me

- tay b babyfxce e lyrics

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