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How 2 Feel Video (MV)




Performed By: Roza
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: Roger Giron Linares




Roza - How 2 Feel Lyrics




I don't know how to feel right now
I don't know how to feel right now
I don't know how to feel right now
Perked up in the party, f*cked up
Oh my

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Money be stuck in my cleats
Shorty I know you been fiendin
Blue strips; my wallet obese
You know I don't f*ck with police
I don't know how to feel right now
I don't know how to feel right now
Treesh with a jatty gon' top me now
Perked in the club I ain't passing out

Run up a bag
Run up a bag
Run up a bag, yeah
Run up a bag
Run up a bag
Run up a bag, yeah
Run up a bag
Run up a bag
F*ck what you saying now
I'll never lag
I'll never lag
F*ck a "Jet-lag"

Big bag
Big brag
Got designer straight from France
She pull up and got no pants
Toss her around like dollie
Pearl necklace all on her body
You know I never got rocky
Deep in her throat I go Broly
And if you ain't in my circle dont try me
I know killers with bodies
Down to cut,shoot, homis'
Sorry not sorry
Blame on my city; We litty cant stop it so f*ck it
We outside vibin'
Villainous shit here in Gotham
And I need a goth bitch
Down to remain on her leash
Call me daddy and suck me like big leech
I feel like big meech

Roza in the function
With a potion
You know I go Stupid
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I don't know how to feel right now
I don't know how to feel right now
I don't know how to feel right now
Perked up in the party, f*cked up
Oh my

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Money be stuck in my cleats
Shorty I know you been fiendin
Blue strips; my wallet obese
You know I don't f*ck with police
I don't know how to feel right now
I don't know how to feel right now
Treesh with a jatty gon' top me now
Perked in the club I ain't passing out

Run up a bag
Run up a bag
Run up a bag, yeah
Run up a bag
Run up a bag
Run up a bag, yeah
Run up a bag
Run up a bag
F*ck what you saying now
I'll never lag
I'll never lag
F*ck a "Jet-lag"

Big bag
Big brag
Got designer straight from France
She pull up and got no pants
Toss her around like dollie
Pearl necklace all on her body
You know I never got rocky
Deep in her throat I go Broly
And if you ain't in my circle dont try me
I know killers with bodies
Down to cut,shoot, homis'
Sorry not sorry
Blame on my city; We litty cant stop it so f*ck it
We outside vibin'
Villainous shit here in Gotham
And I need a goth bitch
Down to remain on her leash
Call me daddy and suck me like big leech
I feel like big meech

Roza in the function
With a potion
You know I go Stupid
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Writer: Roger Giron Linares
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