How does it feel when your pride is torn Your best years are gone and then used How does it feel, baby, how does it feel How does it feel How does it feel
We still fight but you're never wrong oh We've been dying for too long, How does it feel Repeat chorus How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel
the wire hanging and digest her [Chorus:] I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it
say "I bet he do" Big bellies to big tellies, Jim Kelly's, we flip cellies It's Lils, dusted out heavy in the big Chevy Kicked the ill rhyme, nah, nah
your step, AHHHH, backdraft Caught your foot and the ankles left Creepin off with your stump Feel something in the rump Holla's, yeah they gonna get you How does it feel
does love feel like a battle, Battle, battle, battle? Love, love feel like a battle. So why does love feel like a battle, Battle, battle, battle? Why it
seen a car dance befo' They be askin' how does it feel like D' Angelo (how does it feel) Picture wakin' up, all weed, bomb weed palm trees, no kickin' it
beat on his first wife Repeat 1 (2x) What an event, we hardcore a hundred percent Makin it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents The real deal, how does it feel
real, I had to show some love Now back to this scrub, it ain't about Crip or Blood It's about you bein jealous of what I does Cause I does it the most
smokeless ashtray! (Now how much would you pay?) Now how much would you pay? Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil. Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil. Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil. Mr. Popeil, Mr
lovin it Shanee suckin her lips rubbin her hips talkin bout call up some mo friends aight, I'll hit Mr. Taylor in the Benz tell him "Once again it's on
feel you touch my body baby, body baby. Do it to me I guarantee you won't regret it let me set it out like you aint never had it. Do it to me, I want
Ashtray! (Now how much would you pay?) Now how much would you pay? Mr. Popiel, Mr. Popiel. Mr. Popiel, Mr. Popiel. Mr. Popiel, Mr. Popiel. Mr. Popiel, Mr
ashtray! (Now how much would you pay?) Now how much would you pay? Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil Mr. Popeil, Mr
you neva' seen a car dance befo' They be askin' how does it feel like D' Angelo? (How does it feel?) Picture wakin' up, all weed, bomb weed Palm trees, no kickin' it
, it wouldn't be, you're so sensitive I guess it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pin How should I begin it and where does it
y'all Little Debbie say "I bet he do" Big bellies to big tellies, Jim Kelly's, we flip cellies It's Lils, dusted out heavy in the big Chevy Kicked the
up off that shit What the fuck you holdin' on to that shit for bitch? Open C-74, Smalls Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door So how does it feel
