paroles de chanson Don't Feel Ya - Rich Amiri

Yeah
I told your ho that I'm rich (Rich)
She wanna fuck with the kid, she wanna come to the crib (Bo-bo-bo-bop)
I just ran, made me a million, I'm finna do it again (Do it again)
I got a toolie, might peel ya, choppa, it came with a kick (Bo-bo-bo-bop)
Choppa, it came in the whip, uh, she wanna hop in the whip, yeah (Let's go)
I do not fuck with this bitch (No)
Sorry, lil' baby, don't feel ya
That nigga talkin' his shit (What?)
I told my brother to kill ya (Ya)
I put a car on my wrist, uh, sellin' that paraphernalia (Let's go)

I'm the one takin' that risk (Yeah)
I'm the one whippin' the bricks (Yeah)
I'm the one makin' the hits (Uh-huh)
I'm the one pull up in Benz and fuck on her friends and do it again (And do it again)
I'm the one makin' the bands, I get my advance then fly her to France (Fly out to France)
Yeah, I might fly her to France, uh (Yeah)
Or I might fly her to Spain, uh (Uh-huh)
Fuck it, don't know her name, yeah
Fuck it, don't know her name (No, no way)
Hold up, what is you sayin'? Yeah
Hold up, what is you sayin'? (Let's go)
Amiri be rockin' them chains and most of these niggas be lame (Yeah, lame)

Yeah (Yeah)
I told your ho that I'm rich (Ooh)
She wanna fuck with the kid (Yeah), she wanna come to the crib (Crib)
I just ran, made me a million, I'm finna do it again (Do it again)
I got a toolie, might peel ya, choppa, it came with a kick (Bo-bo-bo-bop)
Choppa, it came in the whip, uh, she wanna hop in the whip, yeah
I do not fuck with this bitch (No)
Sorry, lil' baby, don't feel ya (Ya)
That nigga talkin' his shit (What?)
I told my brother to kill ya
I put a car on my wrist, uh, sellin' that paraphernalia