lirik lagu how i feel – master p
[chorus: master p]
got a [?] full of women, all of them [?]
garage full of cars, and all of them mine
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] how i live
[?]
[?]
i won’t let you stop my grinding
it’s get that cash, [?] state of mind [?]
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] i live
[?]
[verse 1: master p]
[?] that’s a motherf*cking chicken sandwitch
got that tech on me, n*gga, and it’s never jamming
f*ck these n*ggas, yeah, i got five grammies
if i fall off, go back to selling feends wammies
and n*ggas still hating on me
that’s ok, cause bad b*tches, they be waiting on me
it’s a dirty game, somebody gotta do it
my closet like a store, n*gga, all louie
[?] in my f*cking house
louie vuitton couch, n*gga, i’m on my paper rout
yeah, n*gga, we on some other sh*t
foreign cars, twenty eight rhyms [?]
[chorus: master p]
got a [?] full of women, all of them [?]
garage full of cars, and all of them mine
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] how i live
[?]
[?]
i won’t let you stop my grinding
it’s get that cash, [?] state of mind [?]
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] i live
[?]
[verse 2: fat trel]
well i say n*ggas just be talking
my fourty just be sparking
bullits, boddies dropping
buying n*ggas’ coffins
polices, i lost them
shook them haters, off them
five bands, no talking
we don’t do this often
play them b*tches, caution
money got me nauseous
eating with the bosses
power play in my offace
my new b*tch so gorgeous
she so [?]
old dough, old cheese, pockets smell awful
rocking [?]
plus [?]
[?] lawyer, [?] was a doctor
i live like a mobster
her ex an impostor
thirty shot, my glocka
hundred shot, my chopper
[chorus: master p]
got a [?] full of women, all of them [?]
garage full of cars, and all of them mine
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] how i live
[?]
[?]
i won’t let you stop my grinding
it’s get that cash, [?] state of mind [?]
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] i live
[?]
[verse 3: alley boy]
these n*ggas just be talking
and these hoes still be [?]
[?] we be balling
imma do this sh*t till my coffin
[?] mob, n*gga
you’s a lame, shishkabob, n*gga
back to back in all black, bankroll [?] n*gga
[?] n*gga
we be laying in your yard, n*gga
[?] live this life, [?] n*gga
this how i feel, n*gga
[?] these hoes pillo talk
i ain’t gotta tell n*ggas i’m balling
i’m grinding up, when you falling
a whole lotta bad hoes been texting
[?] missing me, can’t catch me
she ain’t met a n*gga this real
[?]
on my grind, i gotta shine
too many lames all in this line
this how i feel, this how i live
salute these real n*ggas like mine
[chorus: master p]
got a [?] full of women, all of them [?]
garage full of cars, and all of them mine
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] how i live
[?]
[?]
i won’t let you stop my grinding
it’s get that cash, [?] state of mind [?]
feel like n*ggas just be talking
[?] i live
[?]
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