FEEL AGAIN

My bitch white and she brown like a port Ed-umacation abort, bookin' these dorks I jumped off the porch and went north Whipped you some Pull up and pour it I'ma go gold, let you know it I got gold on my Rollie And I'm real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil' boy Money long like a sock with some shorts My bitch white and she brown like a port Ed-umacation abort, bookin' these dorks I jumped off the porch and went north Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics YSL hardbody, I got 'bout twenty chickens in the lobby, baby Ride it, ride it Kawasaki, 'saki