Chris Brown – Feel That lyrics

Ok, now usually I don’t do this, but your ass got me turnt up
Po-popping all that pussy, booty and I got a ounce roll up
Wanna see you get lose, Take my credit card, this my account! Lamborghinis me, just so I can see the bitch ride around.
Everything Got gold, all the hands in the air, but to have these hoes
I do it like a show about a hour and 45 and I'm out the door, no matter how many times that I’m at the door
I’m fly as hell with my clientel my pockets swolle
Got girls in the lists questions for them b**thches make a nigga rock’n roll hold my secta elevate like I'm finna do recta but its one night gotta take light. Most of you over rent from Rick ta
I got way too many bitches on me depending on me worried about a Bitch that be f**ing the homie, low key limited I put her before back up Montana how I'm playing on. Yeah we in that trap when a nigga was 13 yeah I did that started joining? So that ounce nigga I'm gone get that. Got that hunger for that pussy I'm up there that climax smoking on my shit now she feeling like she mad high.
Hook:
Feel it, won't you feel it, murder murder girl I'm gone kill that
Through it in the air where you live at, if I get it tonight you bring that shit back. Ne-ne-Never gone get it like this. Never gone, never gone get it like this I got a buzz, you’re fucked up
Playing that future, like this in V. I. P put your purse right here
Hands to the glass up, let’s chill
And this party never stops
Until I fuck every girl in here! Ok, I’m... Trying to get billions
…never wanna stay and nigga better pay me millions
Every time that I hit her and I blaze…
What you mean I’m…?
I’m balling hard, you other niggas in the lane
Trying to violate, three seconds... I am ready, ready! Too much, I got it, fuck nigga it’s your problem! ... Oh shit, your bitch, she about to swallow
You’re smoking weed while I’m…
You can try to call it tomorrow
That number ten, that’s my bitch! …direct missals to my bitch
You never gonna do it like this
Never gonna give it, never do it like this
Pussy never came, but now… my shit Hook:
Chilling, I want you chilling
Like that, like that girl, I’m gonna kill it
Saw you in the are, where you live at?
If I get it tonight, you’re bringing this shit to me! I pay night bitches for my homies
The niggas never really had shit
Made everything, I’m on it
... It’s a bad bitch! ... In that Cadillac, My nigga riding…
So baby, what’s that?
Hold on! I’mma try you, homie, let’s put it like that! I know you feel that, feel that shit right now! Hook:
Chilling, I want you chilling
Like that, like that girl, I’m gonna kill it
Saw you in the are, where you live at?
If I get it tonight, you’re bringing this shit to me!