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Singles


Artist: Freshh Boy
Total songs: 2
Year:

How It Feels Lyrics - Singles - Freshh Boy

Chorus: 

Haters looking at me, 

With they mouth wide. 

Im going in, 

Like I came from the outside. 

Mo money, Mo money, 

We re-invent the wheel. 

Counting Benjamins, 

You dont know how it feels 

(Repeat) 

 

Verse 1: 

Stacking dead presidents, 

I do it for a living. 

All my homies eating good, 

No Thanksgiving!!! 

Got so much bands, 

I should have a drum line. 

Fourth quarter going in, 

Like Crunch time.. 

(Speed-up) 

Wake up in the morning, 

Gotta chase this doe, 

Still in the club, 

When they close at four. 

So high up in the sky, 

Get a telescope, 

Im Hella-paid 

You Hella-broke. 

Spit straight dope, 

That marijuana. 

Flow so sick, 

Better wear a condom. 

Team full of red bones, 

Taking home. 

Freshh Boy gone make you, 

Dead Wrong!!!! 

 

Chorus: 

Haters looking at me 

With they mouth wide. 

Im going in 

Like I came from the outside. 

Mo money, Mo money, 

We re-invent the wheel. 

Counting Benjamins, 

You dont know how it feels 

(Repeat) 

 

Verse 2: 

Im all about a sack, 

No football. 

And Im so player, 

You cant even press pause. 

I came from a rock, 

Thats why Im so hard. 

In the club getting twisted 

Like a doorknob. 

(Speed-up) 

Party all night, 

Till the door close. 

Flow so cold, 

I froze your toes. 

White boy style, 

Lets Rock & Roll. 

She dance so hard, 

Till she broke the pole. 

No Ray Charles, 

Butcha cant see me. 

Second letter of the alphabet, 

You tryna B me. 

Mama always said be grateful, 

So tell me why you gotta be, 

So hateful 

 

Chorus: 

Haters looking at me 

With they mouth wide. 

Im going in 

Like I came from the outside. 

Mo money, Mo money, 

We re-invent the wheel. 

Counting Benjamins, 

You dont know how it feels 

(Repeat) 

 

Verse 3: 

I dont know what else to say, 

Feels like it could be a better day. 

I dont know whats gotten in to me, 

But Im making this money. 

And I aint stopping now, 

My pockets on overflow.. 

 

Chorus: 

Haters looking at me 

With they mouth wide. 

Im going in 

Like I came from the outside. 

Mo money, Mo money, 

We re-invent the wheel. 

Counting Benjamins, 

You dont know how it feels 

(Repeat) 

 

Outro: 

Its one of those nights, 

We gone turn off the lights. 

And we gone do it right, 

Freshh boy 

Im from a whole other planet !!!