Feloni - Fien'n 4U feat. Tasha Page lyrics

Published

0 119 0

Feloni - Fien'n 4U feat. Tasha Page lyrics

Chorus (Tasha Page) You got me fien'n 4U You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you Verse 1 Now I'ma step up in this strip club and see what's popp'n I know there's more go'n down than s**, women and Glocks I know you on the stage, baby, sell'n more than your soul When I look into your face I see more than a ho Pull up Let it drop Hop back on that pole I'ma patron of your lust, mamma, lose control Take a shot of this Patron So I can get you blowed And when you feel'n free, baby, hit me up down low I ain't try'n to disrespect you I just want some romance Let me take you home, baby, so I can use my hands Got a man, f** him Make a change of plans You f**'n with Feloni Detroit's new supa-gan Chorus You got me fien'n 4U You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you (One time just grind for me You fine, come wind for me Recline and grind on me Yep, and keep the head up) Verse 2 I'd rather f** with the truth Than make love to a lie Cuz I'm exemplary of when doves cry So I'ma hit Jefferson Ave and drive downtown If the mucthaf-cka see me I know he gon' clown I ain't got no time to play games with no ho If some sh** pop off I'ma do what I know So get you a** in this car and lets bounce on these foes I'ma take you to a telly that nobody knows And when we get there Baby, get bare It's a wrap Put yo legs in that 'lectric chair with the straps Don't worry I got revival kits Call me doctor feel good, mamma, I'm the sh** Chorus Verse 3 Starchild Babygirl Yo, she's one of a kind She like to drop it like it's hot Whisper spanish lines Tongue like a serpent Keep you a** burp'n Trust me, man She'll keep you a** hurt'n Ok, guess what Her man blow'n her up That's why we keep the Boost Mobile back in the truck Don't wanna hear no ringtones while she s**'n me up While that n***a dial'n digits We be post'n it up We got some childhood issues from the past The reality of sh** is hard to grasp The realit of this is kind of sad You got me fien'n 4 the way that you move your a** Chorus