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Feel a Thing Video (MV)




Performed By: Nake Little
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: ERIK ASPLUND




Nake Little - Feel a Thing Lyrics
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She don't wanna feel a thing
I can tell that's why she put me out the way
One too many chasers got me trippin' off the rail
I'm all out, Uh, I don't understand it
Woah
She Dont wanna feel a thing
Thas why she postin' private pictures on the Gram
Oh baby please slow down it's not a race
I don't get it, no
I don't understand it
I'm tryna figure out just how it started?
Love is long gone where the money?
Shit they talkin' bout it like they won the lotty
I wanna go, yuh, where my sake?
New check, new game
Lost sense, so i spent it on a chain
Need that doja, need a pack
Give me something I'm just waiting to attack
Im on something new, I cannot explain
Mob assembly when they see me tappin' in
Oh they friendly see confusion in they face
Movin' quick they aint get to know my name, nah nah
Lotta people that around I can depend
Lotta people vanished now they back for fame
Oh
Woh
Dont Pretend
Not Again
Cant Repent
Cuz im on something new, I cannot explain
They aint know me even though they get my name
Now I got nighty Jacky in my hands
Gettin spacey cuz they trippin' on my ends
Take it all from me
In a Nike breaker runnin' miles from this
She says she aint got plans for me
Oh i see
She don't wanna feel a thing
I can tell that's why she put me out the way
One to many chasers got me trippin' off the rail
Im all out, Uh, i dont understand it
Woah
She don't wanna feel a thing
That's why she postin' private pictures on the Gram
Oh Baby please slow down it's not a race
I dont get it, no
I dont understand it
Oh, alla på mig nu dom vet
Måste finnas något större än bli stekt
Länge vi tagit livet som en lek
Shit så mycket piller tror vi driver apotek
Vi kom som ett skott
Chasin' nåt, vet inte vad men det något stort
Body drop, ingen flopp
Nu hottie showar kropp
Ah, kastar pengar showin' butt
O vi chansar bara stort
På på livet o hon vill att vi ska vänta
Men du e lost tar ditt ass back to Sorrento
Cha cha uh movin' hot like Sriracha
Borde chilla gin n tonic de den femte
Mob ya, it's for the mob ya
Sen dag Ett jag bara gör det for the moooob ya
Ingenting nej utan dom for the mob yeh
Shake it off its only pain
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She don't wanna feel a thing
I can tell that's why she put me out the way
One too many chasers got me trippin' off the rail
I'm all out, Uh, I don't understand it
Woah
She Dont wanna feel a thing
Thas why she postin' private pictures on the Gram
Oh baby please slow down it's not a race
I don't get it, no
I don't understand it
I'm tryna figure out just how it started?
Love is long gone where the money?
Shit they talkin' bout it like they won the lotty
I wanna go, yuh, where my sake?
New check, new game
Lost sense, so i spent it on a chain
Need that doja, need a pack
Give me something I'm just waiting to attack
Im on something new, I cannot explain
Mob assembly when they see me tappin' in
Oh they friendly see confusion in they face
Movin' quick they aint get to know my name, nah nah
Lotta people that around I can depend
Lotta people vanished now they back for fame
Oh
Woh
Dont Pretend
Not Again
Cant Repent
Cuz im on something new, I cannot explain
They aint know me even though they get my name
Now I got nighty Jacky in my hands
Gettin spacey cuz they trippin' on my ends
Take it all from me
In a Nike breaker runnin' miles from this
She says she aint got plans for me
Oh i see
She don't wanna feel a thing
I can tell that's why she put me out the way
One to many chasers got me trippin' off the rail
Im all out, Uh, i dont understand it
Woah
She don't wanna feel a thing
That's why she postin' private pictures on the Gram
Oh Baby please slow down it's not a race
I dont get it, no
I dont understand it
Oh, alla på mig nu dom vet
Måste finnas något större än bli stekt
Länge vi tagit livet som en lek
Shit så mycket piller tror vi driver apotek
Vi kom som ett skott
Chasin' nåt, vet inte vad men det något stort
Body drop, ingen flopp
Nu hottie showar kropp
Ah, kastar pengar showin' butt
O vi chansar bara stort
På på livet o hon vill att vi ska vänta
Men du e lost tar ditt ass back to Sorrento
Cha cha uh movin' hot like Sriracha
Borde chilla gin n tonic de den femte
Mob ya, it's for the mob ya
Sen dag Ett jag bara gör det for the moooob ya
Ingenting nej utan dom for the mob yeh
Shake it off its only pain
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Writer: ERIK ASPLUND
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