Feel It (Letra)

21 Savage Part. Metro Boomin

Hip Hop / Rap

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Now first of all where I’m supposed to start
When I first met you man another nigga had your heart
But I’ma player so you know a playa played his part

Smooth talkin’, conversation took a nigga broad
I’m on the road doin’ shows, seem like we fell apart
She think the nigga fuckin’ groupies, I’m just grindin’ hard
Your family said we wouldn’t last but we beat the odds
Bonnie and Clyde, she was with a nigga stealin’ cars
These streets so dirty I just want someone who really there
Can’t fake love, just want someone who really care
Be loyal to me, want somebody I ain’t gotta share
Open your eyes, baby girl, real niggas rare
All my dog ways, headin’ for them in the kennel
I’ma savage to these niggas but to her I’m gentle
I’ma savage to these niggas but to her I’m gentle
I’m just sippin’ on this mud, you was on my mental

I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air

I can feel it in the air, I’ma grab her by her hair
I’ma fuck her like a bear, I’ma fuck her like a bear
Red bottoms on her, yeah
Buy her Gucci, Fendi, yeah
She too stiff on niggas, yeah
She gon’ make these niggas stare
I’ma fuck her with no condom
I’ma let her meet my momma
I’ma take her out that Honda
I’ma put her in the foreign
Spoiled, she ain’t got no patience
She gon’ have these bitches hatin’
Got them diamonds on me skatin’
Got them diamonds on her skatin’
Everywhere we go we clean
She want me to quit that lean
Baby I can’t quit that lean
Put a ring around Codeine
Everywhere we go we clean
She want me to quit that lean
Baby I can’t quit that lean
Put a ring around Codeine

I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air

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Feel It (Letra)

Young Thug

Hip Hop / Rap

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Wheezy

I want that pussy in a Wraith

I’ma make sure lil’ mama feel it
Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it (on Slime)
We make love, and it hot just like a skillet (woo, woo)
I don’t wanna buy your love, I wanna feel it
Build that bitch up from the ground, never won’t tear that bitch down
Yeah, you know that this dick ain’t no clown
You know this dick make you make sounds (swear, yeah)
I fuck that bitch good, I don’t tease her
Nigga, that why she not leavin’ (what?)
And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa
And I do it for my people (I swear)
Yeah, I never ever met a girl like you (what?)
I’m lovin’ every single curve about you
Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, ‘bout ya
Put on my suit, go get my boots, I’ll go to jail ‘bout ya (let’s go)
You know who you with
Lil’ baby stop playin’, darlin’, you know who you with
You know who you with
Man I’m so for real
I copped you a coupe baby, you’re my chauffeur real (skrrt, skrrt)
Man I am so for real these niggas be talkin’, we bust it so for real (for real)
I’m so geeked up on your lovin’ I don’t need no mollies, so for real (for real)
Behind closed doors it gets drastic
Pussy wet, I done worked magic
Yeah, I am the truth so don’t ask it
Yeah, I shoot our kids in the plastic
Yeah, I only call lil’ mama baby when she say daddy (and what?)

If that’s your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit’ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I’m popular, I’ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah

Make me feel it, make me feel it
Make me feel it, make me feel it
Oh, I wan’ feel it, I wan’ feel it
I wan’ feel it, I wan’ feel it
Baby, I’ll give you head, give me ceilings
Come here bae, I’m appealin’
I’m locked down, all metal
Horsehoe, True Religion
I’m dabbin’, I’m dabbin’
I’ll hop in your car, and I’ll smash it, I’ll smash it
I’m buyin’ gold Rollies, yeah I’m Trinidadian
They look like they don’t wanna fuck, but they actin’
I’m pourin’ up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis (lean, lean, lean)
Aaaaand I think I’m tough, you look tough, so let’s clash it (slat, let’s clash)
War ready, I’m goin’ steady
I fuck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
I wanna fuck and not talk and I said it
I want that cat like a leopard
Let’s go to Germany, no Shepard
She don’t need no hand, I’ma help her
She barely keep it so I kept her
Watch me tell her

If that’s your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit’ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I’m popular, I’ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah

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I hear the jukebox on its full playback
Her high-heeled shoes go clickity-clack
Sweet, sweet suzy dress way low
Does a dance just to let you know

* you wanna feel it, feel it
Breaks your heart if you don’t leave her alone
Feel it, feel it it’s one quick walk out in the danger zone

** oooh, it’s a love that makes you burn
Oooh, well a promise that you can see
Ooh every head she can she turns
Ooh (well that’s love) (when you get that love to keep)

The boys’ in danny’s bar and grill
Swapping stories on the old cheap thrill
But you pick up the air as she walks in
She’ll never talk much or try it again

* repeat
** repeat

Every night she makes you dream a little more
With a smile that opens every door
In her eyes you’ll see the promises
One kiss tells everything

[instsrumental]

* repeat
** repeat

Some girls you live with and some you need
This one’s the girl that’s gonna make you bleed
See her strut she moves from head to toe
What you ain’t got she’ll never know

*repeat
**repeat and fade

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(tubes/rundgren/welnick)

I look at you and go mad
Thoughts of things that i do
If one chance i just had to show you
What this man really wants to do
When i’m through you would say
It’s been done never that way
And i know you can learn
Something new every day

And it feels so good
If you don’t think too much
Don’t even try to be serious
Just let my hands take control
And give me all of your soul

You know i try to run away but i can’t hide
From the moment that’s suspended deep inside
When you were mine
And now i need to feel it one more time

Won’t you try to feel it
Let me try to feel it
Won’t you try to feel it
Let me try to feel it

Feels so good when you lean into me
In the dark i can see
I can feel in my mind what is reality

Why can’t you see
Things like this are meant to be
Yet somehow once again you have thrown me aside
But always the feeling survives

You know i try to run away but i can’t hide
From the moment that’s suspended deep inside
When you were mine
And now i need to feel it one more time

Just let my hands take control
And give me all of your soul

You know i try to run away but i can’t hide
From the moment that’s suspended deep inside
When you were mine
And now i need to feel it

You know i try to run away but i can’t hide
From the moment that’s suspended deep inside
When you were mine
And now i need to feel it one more time

Won’t you try to feel it
Let me try to feel it

Feel It (Letra)

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I look at you and go mad
With thoughts of things that i’d do
If i had just one chance to show you
What this man really wants to do

When we’re through, you would say
It’s been done never that way
Now i know you can learn something new every day

And it feels so good
If you don’t think too much
Don’t even try to be serious
Just let my hands take control
And give me all of your soul

You know i tried
To run away but i can’t hide
From the moment that’s suspended deep inside
When you were mine
And now i need to feel it
One more time

Won’t you try to feel it
Help me try to feel it

Feels so good when you lean into me
In the dark i can see
In my mind i can feel what is reality
Why can’t you see
Things like this are meant to be
Yet somehow once again
You have thrown me aside
But always this feeling survives

Help me try one more time
Don’t you know i tried

Feel It (Letra)

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[timbaland]
What? can y’all feel this? (repeat 4x)
Ooh snap!
My head throbbin
As i ride in my 3-4-8 mobbin
Listen to the buddha brothers
6 to 10 there aint no other
Playin my favorite jams
On 1-0-3 jams
I got my man big d, big rodney
In case somebody want to rob me
We going to military circle (echo circle)
Virginia’s tight that’s why they gotta keep a curfew (echo curfew)
It’s time to get something to eat
Oh snap, there’s my man kumbalee
And my girl missy
Who she role wit? who she be wit? who she role wit? who she be wit?
Total, da brat, lil kim, lil cease and puffy
Can i get a ride?
Tonight, tonight
Can i get a ride?
Tonight, tonight

Chorus:
I can feel it (8x)

Timbaland (behind the chorus)
What?
Yeah, yeah
What?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me baby?
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel me?

[timbaland]
Jimmy d turn my scale up
Give me that boom da boom whaeeeeeeerrrrr
It’s time to change my style, my rythym, my ism, my prism, my beat manurism
Gee, where’s my lack of fear?
My five-thousand and one gear, missy baby you oughtta hear
Like next year, your album bigger each day
It rolls like a queen size waterbad, uh
The people in the label’s chillin
As timbaland is making a big killin
What? uh what? uh
Of money baby
Check it out

Chorus

Timbaland (behind the chorus):
What?
I can feel it
Can you feel it?
Throw your hands up
Timbaland and maganoo
Yeah

[timbaland]
Oooh, i’m on my last verse (echo last verse)
As you can see i did not curse (echo did not curse)
I’m trying to make it radio friendly, uh
So people in america can hear me, uh
To all beautiful boys and girls
White, diamonds and pearls, no jerry curls, uh
I hope you buy our tape
Please don’t hesitate, don’t hesitate
What?

Chorus 2x

Can you feel it groovin on through?
Let the feeling get next to you
Can you feel it groovin on through?
Can you feel it? can you feel it? can you feel it?
6x

Feel It (Letra)

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There’s been days I’ve fallen
And walked away the times I should have stayed.
I looked away, yeah looked away … so far away –
and when you asked I said I’m not afraid.

BRIDGE

But now I can’t hold it – hold it
Flash a frozen smile when it boils down inside.
No now I can’t hold it – hold it
Just a little crack …
And then the walls come tumblin’ down

CHORUS

And I Feel It. It’s my time don’t try to steal it.
Feel it. Reach inside
Feel it. If you ask well I won’t conceal it.
Feel it. I used to wonder but now I finally know …

Papa said the sun it also rises.
But when I turn it’s falling from the sky.
It slips away – yeah slips away So far away.
And leaves me staring only at the night.

BRIDGE
CHORUS

Watch the walls come tumblin’ down …

CHORUS

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Luck has been on your side boy,
And life is what you made it
As you’ve done what you can do
People say
People say that your the only one
Time keeps slipping thru the hour class
You’re living in the future boy
But there something inside
Something to hide
In too much pride
Maybe you cried
Wondering why
You know you’ve got to feel it
Feel it over you, under you
Talking to your little sister now
Tell her how you turned to liquid love
Don’t get beaten by the tide boy
You’ve got so much to give of yourself
Some of the things you said
Been living in your head you know
And what you feel
Are just trade marks of your suffering
But you’re looking for a reason for everything
‘Coz you know that there has to be something in
Every little thing that you’re
Feeling feeling feeling feeling, over you
Voices on your shoulder
Pounding in your temple
Like a bullet in your head
Waiting for release
Your simplistic measures
Your holistic treasures
What you want and what you need
What you feel in your dreams
Been around and fought a lot of wars
Before you could walk
But then again you walked
A lot of miles before you could talk
And now you know that you feel it
What you gonna
Can you can you
Feel it, feel it, feel it
Over you,
Can you can you feel it
Feel it, feel it, over you
Can you can you feel it
Feel it ….

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After the party
You took me back to your parlour.
A little nervous laughter
Locking the door.
My stockings fall
Onto the floor.
Desperate for more.

Nobody else can share this.
Here comes one and one makes one,
The glorious union.
Well it could be love,
Or it could be just lust,
But it will be fun.
It will be wonderful.

Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, I need it. Oh, oh, feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Feel it!
See what you’re doing to me?

God, but you’re beautiful, aren’t you?
Feel your warm hand walking around.
I won’t pull away.
My passion always wins.
So keep on a-moving in.
So keep on a-tuning in.
Synchronise rhythm now.

Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, I need it. Oh, oh, feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Feel it!
See what you’re doing to me?
See what you’re doing to me?
Just see what you’re doing to me.

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After the party
You took me back to your parlour.
A little nervous laughter
Locking the door.
My stockings fall
Onto the floor.
Desperate for more.

Nobody else can share this.
Here comes one and one makes one,
The glorious union.
Well it could be love,
Or it could be just lust,
But it will be fun.
It will be wonderful.

Oh, feel it. oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, feel it. oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, i need it. oh, oh, feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Feel it!
See what you’re doing to me?

God, but you’re beautiful, aren’t you?
Feel your warm hand walking around.
I won’t pull away.
My passion always wins.
So keep on a-moving in.
So keep on a-tuning in.
Synchronise rhythm now.

Oh, feel it. oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, feel it. oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, i need it. oh, oh, feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Feel it!
See what you’re doing to me?
See what you’re doing to me?
Just see what you’re doing to me.

Feel It (Letra)

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Artist: charli baltimore f/ teddy riley

1 – can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
It’s makin’ me hot, it’s makin’ me hot
It’s makin’ me hot, yo, yo

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
It’s makin’ me hot, it’s makin’ me hot
It’s makin’ me hot, yo, yo

[charlie]
Uh uh uh
Wanna test my waters? step in
Hot, no question, what? interested?
Chick blessed in drop
No less than sick flows
Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it
Cats know i deliver blows, kill hits
Kill the light switch, i’m barkin’ in my cb
Tight chick with charts in mind
Hearts in my actress
Better address me with status
Ms. and misses, ya’ll who’s and what’s
Came in viscious
Everything i touch, ya’ll wanna get it
Cats wanna hit it, hide when i spit it
What ya’ll do? did it. wanna get it?
Wanna get rich, i’mma show you money
Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money
Why you wanna hate me, i don’t know you money
Ya’ll cats got late fee’s, i don’t owe you money
Ya’ll quick to wild out and just blow your money
Should it stash high, burnin’ flashlight
Girls need to know if you’re stuck for money
Cats get sheisty, i might duck for money
Let ‘em know, you ain’t gettin’ buck for money
And tall slick, i bank ten and front for money, what

Repeat 1

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Feel me come through hard so ya’ll hear me
Turn back? never, rap vendetta
Each letter clever for that cheddar
Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater
Don’t speak to heather
Only fly lady certified indy, the rest gotta pay me
Chuck get shady, cats try to play me
Waggin’ mercedes benz for the lady
Me that, so he that, where the keys at?
Ride through, slide through for feedback
Like damn, she ballin’, damn she that chick
Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits
Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin’
Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin’
Trust, we gon’ all ball love ya
Pop bubbly, i’mma make ya’ll love me, uh

Repeat 1

Yo, yo
Just warmin’ up, chilled the whole song
Ya’ll feel it yet? killed the whole song
Haters game raw, ain’t nothin’ pretty
Bank head strong so checkbook pretty
Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes
Counterfeit fifty’s, crooked seams
Now i play scenes
Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
Stay real stack’s back’s you faces
Back to basics, flip rhyme basses
Chuck goin’ lace it, ya’ll gon’ taste it
Fresh new face, did it mark my spot
Mark my "x", park my lex, watch be ‘lex
Face forgets nigga, lay some sex
Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do’
Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga

Repeat 1 until fade

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1 – can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
It’s makin’ me hot, it’s makin’ me hot
It’s makin’ me hot, yo, yo

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
It’s makin’ me hot, it’s makin’ me hot
It’s makin’ me hot, yo, yo

[charlie]
Uh uh uh
Wanna test my waters? step in
Hot, no question, what? interested?
Chick blessed in drop
No less than sick flows
Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it
Cats know i deliver blows, kill hits
Kill the light switch, i’m barkin’ in my cb
Tight chick with charts in mind
Hearts in my actress
Better address me with status
Ms. and misses, ya’ll who’s and what’s
Came in viscious
Everything i touch, ya’ll wanna get it
Cats wanna hit it, hide when i spit it
What ya’ll do? did it. wanna get it?
Wanna get rich, i’mma show you money
Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money
Why you wanna hate me, i don’t know you money
Ya’ll cats got late fee’s, i don’t owe you money
Ya’ll quick to wild out and just blow your money
Should it stash high, burnin’ flashlight
Girls need to know if you’re stuck for money
Cats get sheisty, i might duck for money
Let ‘em know, you ain’t gettin’ buck for money
And tall slick, i bank ten and front for money, what

Repeat 1

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Feel me come through hard so ya’ll hear me
Turn back? never, rap vendetta
Each letter clever for that cheddar
Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater
Don’t speak to heather
Only fly lady certified indy, the rest gotta pay me
Chuck get shady, cats try to play me
Waggin’ mercedes benz for the lady
Me that, so he that, where the keys at?
Ride through, slide through for feedback
Like damn, she ballin’, damn she that chick
Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits
Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin’
Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin’
Trust, we gon’ all ball love ya
Pop bubbly, i’mma make ya’ll love me, uh

Repeat 1

Yo, yo
Just warmin’ up, chilled the whole song
Ya’ll feel it yet? killed the whole song
Haters game raw, ain’t nothin’ pretty
Bank head strong so checkbook pretty
Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes
Counterfeit fifty’s, crooked seams
Now i play scenes
Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
Stay real stack’s back’s you faces
Back to basics, flip rhyme basses
Chuck goin’ lace it, ya’ll gon’ taste it
Fresh new face, did it mark my spot
Mark my "x", park my lex, watch be ‘lex
Face forgets nigga, lay some sex
Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do’
Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga

Repeat 1 until fade

Feel It (Letra)

Charli Baltimore

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Meanwhile, back at the ranch, we got bo, duke and daisy goin’ to
Go see boss hogg. then ya got kooter fixin’ over them cars…
I don’t need a glock cause i’m not a hard rock
Got bitches on my jock, like new kids on the block
I can’t lose like parker lewis, i’m undefeated
Step into my sector, homeboy, you’ll get greeted
By the 380 colt mustang in my pocket
I had a few drinks already, don’t make me cock it
Cause if i have to cock it, well then it’s gettin’ shot
And if it’s gettin’ shot, well, yo, you’re gettin’ bucked down
I don’t fuck around, i ain’t got time for punks
But i got time to smoke all the skunk philly blunts
Stunts gather round, check out the sound
And let’s get down to do the nasty, freaky, funky
Stinky, junky, let’s bump uglies in the nighttime
Between the sheets
Cause i rock fly rhymes over funky beats
The celtic ruin, the legion of doom
Now gimme the track, or with the fat back doom
Now gimme some room, and i’ll explode
Cock back my hammer, then squeeze off my load
So hit the road, jack, and don’t come back no more
Or i’ll be moppin’ up the floor with your crew of soft core
Punk pussy bitches, jail house snitches
On stage, i get wrecked and i collect my riches
I get the funky style, and like gomer pile
You’ll be ‘surprise surprise surprise!’ as i
Rise to the top, fuck a punk cop
I’m always hip-hop, only a pimple goes pop
So you better quit, zit
I came to rip shit
Blastin’ with the soul assassins
Askin’ the question, teachin’ the lesson
Bringin’ the west coast back to the east coast
Where it all started, what’re you, retarded
You’re startin’ to trip from that jheri curl drip
Soakin’ in your brain, the house of pain
Is causin’ pain, and feelin’ pain
So feel it

Chorus
Just feel it
Feel it
Just feel it
C’mon, y’all, feel it

Back to the rhyme, i’m always on time
A lime to a lemon, yo, a lemon to a lime
I rock the old school style and it’s futile
To step up, cause you’ll get swept up
Like dust, or i just might bust and unload my clip
Unless you’re a punk, then i’ll just pop you in the lip
And show you the deal, now how did that feel
You know i’m killin’ any pig that squeals
I’m fillin’ up reels of tape with my fly rhymes
And i’ve got a subsciption to high times
Son dooby’s in the back, the mexican ralph emms is on the track
My dj lethal, he’s on the cut
When i bust a dope rhyme, it’s like bustin’ a nut
So let me jerk off on the mic and get it sticky
When i drink a brew it’s either guinness or mickeys
I’ll put your head out just like a fuckin’ malboro
Don’t fuck with me, punk, you know that i’m thorough
Bred like a race horse, right-in-your-face force
Feedin’ you beats, straight off the streets
So catch me catch me, if you can
You know i’m the man like chewbacca knows han
Solo, bolos are what i’ll be throwin’
When i be flowin’, i get the job done
Cause i’m number one, the prodigal son
I left and i came back, but not with the same rap
And not with the same style, i’m known to get buckwild
The luck of the irish spreads like a virus
So feel it