Fabolous - When I Feel Like It lyrics

(feat. 2 Chainz) [Intro: Fabolous] I ain't in no rush I handle you n***as when I feel like it I just be chillin'... yo' b**h is chillin' too Ha! [Chorus: Fabolous] When I feel like it, k** these hoes when I feel like it When I feel like it, that's my b**h when I feel like it When I feel like it, k** these n***as when I feel like it Now I do this sh** when I feel like it When I feel like it, smoke one when I feel like it When I feel like it, pou' up when I feel like it When I feel like it, cash out when I feel like it Now I do this sh** when I feel like it [Fabolous] The way it's shaped they say it's fake, I can't lie I still like it No snitch I can't tell if it look real and it feel like it She bend it over, I will hike it, number one pick, got sk**s like it Heard she f**s with some ball player, when I touch down I still spike it Know I got that check on me, I'm not Nike but it feel like it At the game on them floor seats, I ain't Spike but I feel like it We ain't friends, we don't chill like it, you ain't my dog we don't bill like it My n***a no camera man but he be flashing them steels like it Where I'm from it ain't Iraq but swear to God it get real like it Got soldiers in the field like it 'bout mine, you get k**ed like it p**y n***as be commentating, say they ain't hating but it feel like it Just post a pic of me and his boo on Instagram, think he'll like it [Chorus] [2 Chainz] I ain't a chef I make meals like him, cut them up in thin slices I got bricks like construct'; you want instructions? You n***as ain't built like me Competition ain't real like me, I'm so sick, who ill like me? Two bricks in me suite, so when I leave I bet them b**hes still diking Family good cause I feel like it, I'm hood cause I feel like it Might not be your favorite artist, but your favorite artist got a verse from me, so they still like it Ain't nobody popping seals like me, codeine like a supplement If I make her cum it's a compliment, n***a f** you, like a parking ticket Now I got 'caine, like a walking stick, shoot you for a argument Make all my b**hes take all your b**hes and play hide and get I'm getting rich cause I feel like it, take your girl cause I feel like it Cash her out, toss her up, wash her up that's the spin cycle And them n***as never did like it, in the car and I got the title Grandma bought me a hand bible, I bought me a hand rifle Cause I feel like it, all you n***as look re-cycled And I'm getting head in the car, while she's driving (ERR!) [Chorus]