PJ - Feeling Real Fly lyrics

[PJ] Feeling real fly, yeah I'm feeling real jazzy Something bout fine hoes, can't let 'em pa** me Why I'm so thoed, that's what these hoes ask me f** a hoodrat, I need something that's jazzy Cute pretty face, with some nice looking toes Put you in the slab, let you glide on the 4's Money clothes and hoes, that's what a n***a live fa' n***as on my dick, damn what's the deal brah I'm trying to chill brah, and f** with some freaks You all in my ear, talking bout a c.d n***a move around, let a playa shine These n***as k** me, with all this acting and lying On the grind getting feddy, mouthpiece deadly Boss Hogg Outlawz, these boys ain't ready Antoine to South Main, trunks rattle and bang Screens rain while we swang, it's a H-Town thang Always let my nuts hang, in any situation Playing Fight Night, on a Sony Playstation Dope getting cooked up, shows getting booked up Hit that Greenspoint Mall, when I need the hook up Clothes on the rack, clothes on the hanger Pistol on my lap, one in the chamber Sipping Hypnotic, when I'm off in the club Stay in VIP, so the hoes show me love Might hit that M-Wall, might hit that Max's May be thugged out, but the hoes be attracted Looking for a actress, looking for a model One to give me brain, while I mash on the throttle Syrup by the bottle, popping pint seals Got the X-O's, for the hoes popping pills Signing big deals, my team in the majors Put me on a track, and I bet you I'll fade ya This one's for the hustlers, out pushing c**aine Like Fat Pat, b**h I'm throwed in the game Fresh taper fade, wear Versacci shades My hoes holding plex, but I'm staying playa made Watching Rap City, Tigger in the Basement PJ the sh**, and you hoes gotta face it Bout to go nation, take it worldwide From the North to the South, to the East to the Westside