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hell of a feelin - big quis lyrics

[intro: peezy]
got it out the—

[chorus: peezy]
got it out the mud, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
went and switched up they ones, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
when a hundred on your wrist, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
you can have any b*tch, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
when your car go two hundred, that’s a h*ll of a feeling
when your jeans thirteen hundred, that’s a h*ll of a feeling
money pokin’ out your pocket, that’s a h*ll of a feeling
that’s a h*ll of a feeling, that’s a h*ll of a feeling

[verse 1: big quis]
went to my jeweler with my shooter and two hundred large
you see them foreigns back to back, n*gga, them all of ours
i gave her thousand for that p*ssy, f*ckin’ wasn’t that hard
i ran it up, and i refuse to let my n*ggas starve
look at the coupe, look at the ‘fit, look at this b*tch i’m with
don’t make me laugh, this a hundred*thousand*dollar kit
i can look at you and tell you never sold a brick
i can ask a famous b*tch is that’ll suck my d*ck?
i’m in a ‘vette, i drink and drive, i miss the gang that died
f*ck the opps, i can’t see ’em with buffies on my eyes
she tried to charge me for the p*ssy, this b*tch lost her mind
i’m super quis, you just a b*tch, i can replace a dime
[chorus: peezy]
got it out the mud, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
went and switched up they ones, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
when a hundred on your wrist, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
you can have any b*tch, that sh*t a h*ll of a feeling
when your car go two hundred, that’s a h*ll of a feeling
when your jeans thirteen hundred, that’s a h*ll of a feeling
money pokin’ out your pocket, that’s a h*ll of a feeling
that’s a h*ll of a feeling, that’s a h*ll of a feeling

[verse 2: big quis]
i hate to lose, f*ck your crew, i got on all my jewels
don’t talk to me, you n*ggas lame, can’t stack a thousand blues
i keep some hoes with me on my d*ck, that’s how i move
i did some dirt with local legends, free all my dudes
i’m in a turning lane on forgis in a foreign, n*gga
i feel so sorry for my opps, they never wore glitter
this club ain’t close, you just a lame, we order more liquor
i had to cut them n*ggas off, i can’t be forward with ya
my wifey left me just in time, my rollie fully flooded
took a hundred out the stash, i feel like buyin’ somethin’
all these hoes i be f*ckin’, name a whip, i done it
f*ck your thoughts, i’m gettin’ money, n*gga, i’m out here stuntin’

- big quis lyrics

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