Lyrics: NBA YoungBoy – Feel Good

NBA YoungBoy – Feel Good Lyrics

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NBA YoungBoy – Feel Good

 

NBA YoungBoy – Feel Good Lyrics

NBA YoungBoy – Feel Good Lyrics English

Look out, Veno

This shit gon’ be crazy, Jacc

Veno gon’ cook up, he mix the ingredients

 

Hol’ up, ’cause this might make the news

I just pulled up real rude

At the house, I’m boolin’ cool

And, I got on Jimmy Choo

She say, “Make me feel good,” she like what I do, mm

 

Gucci socks and Dior flops, tennis chain, no Cuban links

I got power wit’ this .50 Glock

Make you take off all your Cuban links

Jump out, pop out, let off shots, I don’t usually think, nah, nah

Barely know her but she think that I buy her anything, hell nah

Bend her over I see what her tail ’bout and I speed up

Domestic, you think I treat her the way that pussy get beat up

Dance around like Raven (Huh), you my cheetah

Like when I let her stay in here, she can kick her feet up

Clutchin’ 30s, Perkies got her workin’, she’s a 30 popper

Caught up surfin’, I know how to work it, we gon’ murder ’bout it

I’m a problem, I got plenty bodies and they know about it

What’s the problem? throwin’ ’round your body make me show your body

Ooh, blood on my shoes

Just be cool, I say, “This might make the news”

You like what I do, she told me I’m smooth, mm

Enjoyin’ this money, kick back, build a patio on top the roof

No “Pat-a-Cake,” I’m Babe Ruth, hittin’ it for the home run

Go ask ’em, bitch, I’m paid too, and you know I own somethin’

Richard Mille around your arm do all stuntin’ on these hoes

Four, three coupes, I been the truth for who ain’t know, be cool

 

Hol’ up, ’cause this might make the news

I just pulled up real rude

At the house, I’m boolin’ cool

And, I got on Jimmy Choo

She say, “Make me feel good,” she like what I do, mm

 

Tsunami, get her wet typhoon

I’ma pimp, bitch, tie my shoe

Want you, friend and sister too

I’m a Mac, go check computers

For them stats, he gon’ get ruthless

Watch my back, they move you shoot ’em

Ain’t put it on wax and they know how I do it

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