Feel It (feat. Lloyd & Rich Homie Quan) - Jacquees & Future

I love the way you keep them heels on Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long Show them tattoos when you switch it up With your jays on And you got an ass so fat that I can't help but feel on And You keep it real when it comes to having sex Girl you don't ever flex Long as I fuck you good You ain't worried bout what's next That's why I keep you here You ain't like them other hoes Cause you the fucking best Just in case you didn't know Cause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto You're the type of girl I like That's why I keep you right you off the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, gone and let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You are that G-H-E-TT-O You hold it down And you never let them haters Come around, girl that's why I keep you on speed dial Just in case some shit get bad Keep that ratchet in your bag Got a little cash Just in case I need you If they lock me down I know I'd see you That's without a doubt I know you understand how it go But you're down for the ride That's why I still keep you by my side Cause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Girl your the type I like That's why I keep you right you off the ghetto Love em from the ghe... o Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, go on let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You are that G-H-E-TT-O She G-H-E-TT-O My little buddy, my little hoe Been fucking with her since I was in high school She had my heart and secrets too She was born and raised in the projects Never listen what other guys said She been going though shit I can tell, because her eyes red Her Heart hurt it been beat up I wanna Start up but don't mislead ya I cry my heart like the pledge alligence I give my all if you don't leave me She G-H-E-TT-O I love that shit Cause you never see her with money Don't mean she broke Yeah Shawty down my pimping Shawty know how it goes Shawty know her position And shawty play her role Got August in here with me And I could rap it acapella I fuck with you lil baby Even though you from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Girl you the type I like That's why I keep you right you out the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, gone and let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You out that G-H-E-TT-O

What you know Quan? (I know it) Say what? (I know it) Hey! Walked in with a new bitch Tell me got a nigga mad but I know it Fucked a baby mama on the first time know it Got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it Fucked his baby mama on the floor He lucky I even used a condom Wait, I even hit her in front of your children Stupid nigga! I'm lying Bitch got mad cause I bought a Louis V Spent all this money on myself Where were you when I needed help? Nowhere to be found But shawty a rebound, praying that she meet him I'm draped up, Louis V's on my ear, so I can't hear what you saying right now My weed too loud and I know it (what?) I can't hear what you saying right now Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo!) I ain't going to a funeral But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie!) Love to fuck another nigga's bitch, make him mad I don't give a damn, nigga I know it Whole lot of money on me, I know it Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it And you can't tell me shit bout me, I know it I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it Handful of bitches, fuck em, outdoors I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it Yeah, I know it Walked in with all my niggas, fuck nigga got mad and I know it Green light ho, better know she going And you ain't got to tell me, nigga I know it The freshest nigga in this motherfucker, right now, yeah I don't like tellin hoes no, I wait tell her, yeah I do what I can, make her say yeah I can't help that I'm a motherfucking player Money stacked up so high Himalayas I'm a leave it weighing on a scale Everybody in my ear, therefore I know a bitch with about six children Baby bottle full, no titty 20 chains on, no Tity F your baby mama, no Fendi Stay at home, baby girl if you timid Do my thang on the stage I ain't going broke, naw baby I ain't Eddie Griffen (Too much money right now) I'm a shooting star baby girl go ahead and make your wishes When the kids in town, tell em never ever use daddy's dishes I'm a catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty nine If y'all can't see it, boy you must be blind I know it I know it I know, I know I know it I know it I know, I know, I know I know it, I know it I know it I know, I know I know it 3 words, Rich Homie Baby!

S-O I need like ten Aye, Aye I need like ten (Big money up top), I need like ten (Give it to me when I walk in) I need like ten (That's a whole lot of profit), I need like ten for it Okay, Okay I need like ten (On the backend), I need like ten (Nine plus one) I need like ten (I'm talking about a falcon), Gimme like ten for it Ten, Ten, Ten, (Okay), How much you talking baby Ten, Ten, Ten, (That Right Too), Tell me what you need shawty Ten, Ten, Ten, (Rich Homie Baby) I fuck witchu cause you a Ten, Ten, Ten, Rich Homie Baby Might have like ten on me (TEN), That ain't really shit (Nah) Sudio what I'm in homie (OKAY), if I ain't in your bitch And you ain't blowing if you ain't put in on it (Uh-Uh), Cause I ain't into giving Fast lane how I'm living (Err), Ass I ain't tryna kiss it (LEHGO) Ten for a show, Ten for his ho (Whatcha talkin' bout Quan) I took a 5 off a 4, A ten to get the homie back (Ten) And I ain't tryna keep it low, Get high as I can go (LEHGO, LEHGO) And now I'm hiding in her throat, Need ten Don't try me with no 9 for a show, I be laughing at them prices (Hahaha) I need mine at the door, Better have it or else we fighting (RICH HOMIE BABY) Five plus five equals ten (THAT RIGHT TOO), That's what I need for a walkthrough [?] killed the management, Monte who you talk to I ain't gon' lie, I swear this shit here took off fast as hell (It did) Niggas saying we sound the same, Ain't no synonym (Woah) I think he lying, Bubble gum, I'm stacking M&M's (Okay Okay) That's the mills, Talking M's, Benjamin (That money baby) When I was ten, Lake Boys raised me (Yeah Yeah) Grandma got me in, Ten girlfriends, Talk to 'em daily (I did) They say I got touched (Yeah), Seven three make ten (TEN) I spend a lot of time stuntin', Head [?], I want ten (LEHGO) I spent like ten at the mall, Ten on your broad Horsing around, I spent ten on my balls, Ten just in draws (That Polo baby) Can't take no five, Six sevens eights or nines I need ten on the spot, No matter the place how much to show yo face

Yeah, ay, okay Daylight (Daylight) Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like) Only fucked her twice, don't know what she taste like (What she taste) I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice, play nice, but I can't I got that Glock and it's on me, but this ain't play time I told my bitch "If she want me, she gotta make time" Don't listen to bitches, can't hear it through the grapevine Fake guys, they try, but they can't stop me 'cause they lyin' Ay, I woke up said my prayers Smoked a blunt, I gotta stay high (Gotta stay high) Came a long way from breakin' in houses I used to live the take life (I used to live the take life) Turned my life around and I swear it made me Feel good inside (It made me feel good inside) Yeah, ay, if you want it, you gotta get it (Go, go, go, get it) If you started on the come up, you gotta finish (You gotta finish) Used to dream about some money Had it on my wish-list (On my wish-list) I was taking out change, dimes, quarters, pennies I don't know if he is a witness, I might have to kill him Every hundo that we get, yo7u know we gotta conceal it I made falling off look cool 'cause I got these millions (Millions) And I been that nigga since school, ask my auntie children, (yeah) They gotta feel this (yeah) I was broke, now I'm rich (yeah) Stuff a hundred thousand in my bitch pocket She can't sit down, she a walking lick now And I don't blame my opponents (Yeah) She got a thing for the homies I told bae don't wait on me 'cause I'll be home later by- Daylight (Daylight) Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like) Only fucked her twice, don't know what she taste like (What she taste) I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice, play nice, but I can't I got that Glock and it's on me, but this ain't play time I told my bitch "If she want me, she gotta make time" Don't listen to bitches, can't hear it through the grapevine Fake guys, they try, but they can't stop me Baby, hold on Ay, I wanted to fuck you, but you made a nigga wait for so long And I hate when you listen to your friends They just need a lot to go wrong(lot to go wrong) But I hate to be the reason you cry (The reason that you cry) Ay, if you want it, come see me (See) Nigga, we was gettin' money when we was peewees (we peewees) I already fucked her twice, why she want a three-peat? She plugged me in that with work, so I call her riri I had to tell that bitch "Don't squirt, cause I know that's pee-pee" All this water, I might drown, looking like a deep sea And she said she not gon' turn up 'til she hear that Chief Keef You say you a vegetarian, but still a freak, freak I'm gon' make you switch your diet up, gon' make you eat meat Addies got me paying attention, ho, but you can't teach me Told that lil' boy, "Better stop playing me with, I'm no fefe" We been blinded by that money, that's the only thing we see We gon' keep grinding 'til it's Daylight (Daylight) Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like) Only fucked her twice, don't know what she taste like (What she taste) I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice, play nice, but I can't I got that Glock and it's on me, but this ain't play time I told my bitch "If she want me, she gotta make time" Don't listen to bitches, can't hear it through the grapevine Fake guys, they try, but they can't stop me cause they lyin'

This shit, this shit, this shit, it's like Velveeta You see what I'm sayin'? It's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) I'm too rich to be sober I done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers Gave a thousand bags to the soldiers I done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah) I ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back) I ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back) You can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave) I done ran away with the bands (Yeah) I done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face) I done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away) Got the whole world takin' Xans (The world) Ben Franky out the gang gang, turnt up to the max (The max) My lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked My wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs My chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs My right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs My pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) Blast off in a toy (Uh huh) Whip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh huh) Sadity shit like McCartney (Huh) My whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-Huh) All my white bitches like it (Uh-Huh) Sendin' a tip where to strike it (Uh-Huh)

You gon' let the world know and let her know You know what I'm sayin'? Let them know how you feel (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Yeah, you know that I'm about it Don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, sometimes you gotta let a female know You not just a regular dude, not the average It's hard to compare to this shit Really out of the ordinary, you know what I'm sayin'? Chance of a lifetime, you feel me? You a one of one, girl Yeah, you're all that (yeah) Me and you alone, picture all that Let's take a chance on each other, don't wanna hold back (nah) But if you do just (oh, woah) let me know so I know how to move (ayy, what?) Cartier'd your wrist and I VV'd your neck King of R&B, but I got D-boy tats (slatt) Bought the Maybach truck off one of these VEVO checks (uh-huh) And if they ever tell you different, don't believe the news Yeah, you know that I'm about it Don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, you know that I'm about it I don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me You a one of one, girl Yeah, you all that Picture me and you alone, that's picture-perfect Took a chance on each other, don't want you to hold back But if you do, then let me know so I know how to move Platinum VVS, emerald cuts on your wrist Real trap nigga, gettin' popstar checks Cop the double-R off one of these Billboard checks If they tell you anything different, don't believe the news Girl, you know that I'm about it We ain't gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, you know that I'm about it I don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, you know that I'm about it I don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Cartier'd your wrist and I VV'd your neck King of R&B, but I got D-boy tats (slatt) Bought the Maybach truck off one of these VEVO checks (uh-huh) And if they ever tell you different, don't believe the news (nice, yeah)