Ra - Feel That lyrics

[Hook:] Man I'm still tippen 4s Smokin' dro, with your ho she gettin' low Keep it lowkey like Gary Coleman, walkin' in through his front door RIP to Big Hawk, Fat Pat, Big Moe I love my folk & I love my city, hold it down to the nitty gritty Houston city to the grave with me, sippin lean that purple lipton Texas Tea got sleepy kidneys, f** around about to make a million Yo girl superman but a straight villain, steal ya girl but she can't stay with me I'm on my grind, she wanna have children, But I keep the Trojan Lane Kiffen I ain't gonna trip, she my lil dip She here for the cheese but these Nacho chips Nice lips & thick hips, don't impress me I've seen plenty of this Plenty hoes will jock the tip, so when I get signed they gon' feel that sh** They gon' feel that sh**, when its my time, they gon' feel that sh** [Verse 1: Ra] They gon' feel that, they gon' feel that sh** She want that, that long dick, she want it in that gut Bada** s*uts be hella quick to come catch that nut Don't know who she f** with, but her child probably be a bada** mutt (Ewh) Tryna get this cash up, look at them n***as I pa**ed up Tryna steal a n***a fame, so in the booth I'm masked up Cla**ical, suited up for this sh**, casual One night with a chick, smash & go Then I'm off to my next show, cashin' flow To the bank yooo, then to the mall where I purchase clothes Black Scale, I sak my clothes on the 5th Avenue, find your road Money & clothes, Cars & clothes, House & bud, livin' the life yo Livin La Vida, Livin La Loca, I'm high off of life yea so high [Hook:]