B.o.B.
B.o.B. - That's How You Feel songtekst
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[Intro] I don't waste time wit' you fake kind Hustle all day 'til it's playtime Motherfucker, I'm a take mine, I'm a take mine Cause ain't shit free, I'm a make mine [Verse 1] So many rumors through the grapevines, I could make wine But last night was a good night, the great kind I give a bitch sixty minutes, call it dateline Straight up and down, I'm a '80s baby, I smoke eight dimes Look, I don't ask no questions, I don't wait for answers Born in Cackalacky, but I'm so Atlant' I want a free bitch wit' good table manners Half college girl, half table dancer Who can see through all of these lies She sees through all of this propaganda Seen alcohol take lives and marijuana cure a lady's cancer That's free publicity, ain't it? But it ain't no mystery, ain't it? I work 24/7, nonstop, I think I deserve to be medicinally faded I think I deserve to get wasted, I think I deserve a vacation I spent a couple grips on this whip Shit, I think I deserve to repaint it [Hook] I don't waste time wit' you fake kind Hustle all day 'til it's playtime Motherfucker, I'm a take mine, I'm a take mine Cause ain't shit free, I'm a make mine 'Member I'm a take mine, I'm a take mine I'm a take mine for sure, motherfucker, I'm a take mine I'm a take mine, I'm a take mine cause ain't shit free So I'm a make mine [Bridge] That's how you feel, that's how you feel That's how you feel, that's how you feel That's how you feel, that's how you feel That's how you feel, that's how you feel [Hook] [Verse 2] I find it funny you say you changed the game But without the South, you wouldn't even have a lame You'd still be average name, it don't take half a brain But, see, i just stunt cause I want to I don't even have to have a chain I don't even have to have a (-) I just throw these ones cause I want to Niggas get mad at me Cause this lifestyle I live is out of they budget Well, I guess it's why they be grudgin' I just grab my glasses, say, 'Fuck it' Then I light that gas, tear that big old gal Then put that ass in my bucket, I'm dippin' And I tell 'em where I'm goin' But wherever B.o.B at, it's some bad bitches for 'em It's really just the norm I don't even see the haters, I just learn to ignore 'em Fuck a hip-hop forum, if I ain't on your list, I take no offense Killin' every lane, y'all strugglin' to fit I don't ever look back, I've been killin' ever since, that's clear