Mike Posner - That Feeling lyrics

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Mike Posner - That Feeling lyrics

[Verse 1: Quez] Uh, all I wanna do is take all my n***as to Vegas Buy a pound of weed and smoke it, get them n***as faded Yeah and buy some liquor man we gonna get wasted Poppin' bottles on them hoes and tell them "b**h we made it" Yeah I wanna get a hundred grand of singles Stack them sh** so just like Pringles, thanking God I'm single Yeah, ready to mingle though I'm trying to slam dunk, yeah tryin' to finger row You know that feeling feeling feeling like everything's changing That feeling, feeling like you was instantly famous, feel that f** that n***a, yeah I'ma k** that and y'all n***as don't know me My team, we got that feeling, we need some f**ing trophies [Hook: Mike Posner & Travis Porter] Uh, we do it for the whole team (uh-huh) You know that feeling like you won a Superbowl ring (yeah) We don't never get a day off (nah) Make the city proud like we won the Playoffs That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling [Verse 2: Ali] I got this feeling, this feeling I know it That I'm about to make some millions, some millions then blow it My, my, my, my new b**h Brazilian, she gorgeous This, this, this new life that I'm living it's hard to absorb it Ever had that feeling when you pull out they say who that New school, blue black, drop top, push back It's Ali, yeah I knew that, blew the whole by 2 stacks When I'm in the building, man them hoes run a full flat Just some Puerto Ricos, margaritas, burritos Vacation with my peoples, we do this for our people You know that feeling like you won a Superbowl ring No ball hog man I'm playing for the team, yeah [Hook] [Verse 3: Strap] Feel on 24, jerk 'em to the right Feeling like a Mo, look at me and all this ice We're here for those how we roll, it's the feeling of a boss I got trials on my line, got a million dollars house We used to rot in Coogi sweaters now it's Gucci all the time Freshen hair, leather season, wanna toll the summer time Used to have a little bank roll now my bank roll larger Transformer Camaro, hopped out the Dodge Charger Gerry Guardian seats, green light slick rims Check my ring out, oh I'm on my superbowl sh** I'm flat in the sky, I'm up there with the birds I do it for the team, n***a, motherf** what you heard [Hook]