Jr Donato - How It Feel lyrics

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You’re doing your thing

You’re doing your thing man

Tell me how it feels

You’re doing your thing

You’re doing your thing man

Tell me how it feels

You got Cuban red chains

You got dollars in your grill

And always with your gang

You got all your niggaz worth

How it feels

How it feels

Can’t tell you how it feels

Smoke the most potent weed that exist

HBK Gang came to mack your bitch

She for show coming back with the clique

We runnin' numbers like calculus

All of my figures be accurate

You niggaz can’t practice this

And that’s with those mattresses

These hoes wanna tackle me

Shorty wanna know how I do it

Got me a dip and I’m shooting the movie

What I’m doing?

I’m keeping you moving

It ain’t my money you’re losing

Finish them up in 2 piece

Couple of Js in the roll

Hoe what the fuck did you say?

There are a lot of situations you ain’t seen in a minute

It’s just how I feel, my nigga

It’s just how I feel

You’re doing your thing

You’re doing your thing man

Tell me how it feels

You got Cuban red chains

You got dollars in your grill

And always with your gang

You got all your niggaz worth

How it feels

How it feels

Can’t tell you how it feels

Smoke the most potent weed that exist

HBK Gang came to mack your bitch

She for show coming back with the clique

We runnin' numbers like calculus

All of my figures be accurate

Go on with the numbers

Can’t wait to search in my pocket

Beat that head up from the corner

He got hit with that on him

They’re coming from the back

Why did I stay with the sack?

They got to wipe a nigga’s nose

As soon as I come with the pack

Bitch I’m just letting this stack selling bears at the corner

Turn up and try to relax

Bossin’ up I’ve never been running

My niggaz are sleazy

We’re doing our thing

We’re doing our thing

We make it look easy

You’re doing your thing

You’re doing your thing man

Tell me how it feels

You got Cuban red chains

You got dollars in your grill

And always with your gang

You got all your niggaz worth

How it feels

How it feels

Can’t tell you how it feels

Smoke the most potent weed that exist

HBK Gang came to mack your bitch

She for show coming back with the clique

We runnin' numbers like calculus

All of my figures be accurate

Bossin’ up I’ve never been running

My niggaz are sleazy

We’re doing our thing

We’re doing our thing

We make it look easy