Big Sean How it Feel Lyrics

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Digital Media 1
  • 1 Higher
  • 2 Karats of Gold
  • 3 How It Feel
  • 4 Woke Up
  • 5 Experimental
  • 6 Mula
  • 7 100
  • 8 Sellin' Dreams
  • 9 I'm Gonna Be
  • 10 What I Gotta Do
  • Cool cool cool cool
    Yup, finally famous nigga

    [Hook:]
    Ok, I get lost in the night
    Faded off of that brown
    We can take shots of that white
    Realest niggas around
    Tell me would you like it would you like it if I let you call me big
    Take it to the D, I can show you where I live
    Take it to the penthouse and show you how to live
    And treat it like it ain't shit

    Now ask me how it feel
    How it feel, how it feel
    How it feel, how it feel
    Yea tell me how it feel, how it feel, how it feel
    Man to be around a nigga this real
    You know I came up, came down
    Turn every dream I had real
    So tell me how it feel
    How it feel, how it feel
    Man to be around a nigga this real

    [Verse 1:]
    You know I need everything in plural
    That's benji's and euro's
    I just came back from that Paris
    My life is moving in turbo
    My pinky ring just dingling
    Look how I'm sipping my merlot
    Look how I'm hittin' my herbal
    Praise God, church ho
    What the fuck is you saying?
    B.I.G I'm the mayor in the bitch
    Ol' fur coat looking like a bear in this bitch
    OH! fuck is you wearing? that's embarrassin shit
    Man and to my new girls that's hearing this shit
    You fucking with an OG, you should cherish this shit
    Man they tell me that they love me, I ain't hearing that shit
    They trynna get up in my will and inherit that shit
    That's why I'm faded, I'm wasted
    I'm living life like it's no jail
    House bigger than a hotel
    But these hoes tell
    So I still take their ass to the hotel
    In my hotel
    I got a bad bitch with that body
    And a badder bitch in that lobby
    Boy that's just how I got it
    When I...

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2:]
    Bad bitches that came through
    I'm hitting all that I aim to
    So stoned I can't move
    So stoned I can't move
    She go either way like it's game two
    She look at her phone praying it ain't you
    Living out all the rumors
    Then afterwards, say it ain't true
    Man I'm daydreaming while sexing
    Her screams remind me I'm in it
    And all this champagne that I'm popping
    Reminded me that I'm winning
    I know we shouldn't get so high
    Yea, remind me that when I'm finished
    But this the life we chose
    It's the only life that we know
    Reminiscing when I had no job
    Back when I woulda robbed yo job
    Me and my niggas on the streets dog
    Throwing signs up like we roadside
    Now the suits and pasta both bowtie
    My Greek girls say "opa"
    My Spanish girls scream "no mas"
    And all the Black girls scream "don't, stop"

    [Hook]

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