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Baceem - Feel like 23 Lyrics



Baceem - Feel like 23 Lyrics
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Never been the type
I got that pipe why would I run away
I'm just tryna f*ck
I get my nut and then go save the day
Brody got a jugg
We just popout
We do it day to day
Feel like 23 I'm to the rim
No I won't fade away
Don't know why this bitch keep crying
I'm just looking
Don't know what to say
Hanging with them niggas
I'm like f*ck it don't care who I spray
I'm feelin like I'm Phineas
I know what I'm gone do today
Pop up to your house
What you about make niggas move away
But nah
I ain't got no rings on
In the club it ain't no safety
So I got that thing on
All the bitches really love me
Heard that I'm her ringtone
In the club you looking ugly
I might up that thang onnem
But nah I ain't got no chains on
Out here rolling with my chest out
You can call me King Kong
But nah
I don't really rock the bathing ape
That bitch all up in my face
Then she gone wipe me off her face
Aye, yuh
8-0-8 it got speaker knocking
See what's on you his mind
Face shot im tryna see his noggin
FYE FYE FYE
I don't do no 'drivebys
I just get in close and seek connection like it's WiFi
Brody sellin' chicken hard he cook it like it's Popeyes
You bitch she a slut
She want the meat I'm talking Five Guys
I treat you like my brother
Slime me out , then you odd guy
Tryna X me out
Then I get even you go bye bye
But nah
I ain't here to f*ck around
Doing all that clutching
Then I up it
Niggas ducking now
Preaching 'bout that trap
But what you moving let's go pound for pound
All I hear is crickets
Niggas quiet 'cmon make a sound
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Never been the type
I got that pipe why would I run away
I'm just tryna f*ck
I get my nut and then go save the day
Brody got a jugg
We just popout
We do it day to day
Feel like 23 I'm to the rim
No I won't fade away
Don't know why this bitch keep crying
I'm just looking
Don't know what to say
Hanging with them niggas
I'm like f*ck it don't care who I spray
I'm feelin like I'm Phineas
I know what I'm gone do today
Pop up to your house
What you about make niggas move away
But nah
I ain't got no rings on
In the club it ain't no safety
So I got that thing on
All the bitches really love me
Heard that I'm her ringtone
In the club you looking ugly
I might up that thang onnem
But nah I ain't got no chains on
Out here rolling with my chest out
You can call me King Kong
But nah
I don't really rock the bathing ape
That bitch all up in my face
Then she gone wipe me off her face
Aye, yuh
8-0-8 it got speaker knocking
See what's on you his mind
Face shot im tryna see his noggin
FYE FYE FYE
I don't do no 'drivebys
I just get in close and seek connection like it's WiFi
Brody sellin' chicken hard he cook it like it's Popeyes
You bitch she a slut
She want the meat I'm talking Five Guys
I treat you like my brother
Slime me out , then you odd guy
Tryna X me out
Then I get even you go bye bye
But nah
I ain't here to f*ck around
Doing all that clutching
Then I up it
Niggas ducking now
Preaching 'bout that trap
But what you moving let's go pound for pound
All I hear is crickets
Niggas quiet 'cmon make a sound
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Writer: Baceem Morgan
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Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Baceem Morgan

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