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featuring D'Wayne Wiggins
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Chorus: D' Wayne Wiggins
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How does it feel when ya livin like that and ya pockets are fat?
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Cuz you're a playa and you're pimpin hoes
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So tell me how does it feel when ya money aint right
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and ya pockets are tight?
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You're still a hustla and you can't let go
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Verse 1:
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When I was broke I used to feel the pain
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Now I got money aint nothin changed
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Same hustla tryin to hold on to what I got
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And thats alot, players like me can't be stopped
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I was starvin, couldn't afford a TV Dinner
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But now I roll around in a DB-7
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Throwin up the two, to the hoes and pimps
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It's all about the money, you know what I'm gettin
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How the fuck you think I felt when I was broke
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All the rumors I got killed and I was smoked
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I tell the truth, I don't care how you feel about me
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I'm still in the game and you still gotta see
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My face goin down the muthafuckin street
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Top down, beat loud with a top-notch freak
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You say it aint real life
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Cuz you don't know what it feels like, beyotch
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Chorus
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Verse 2:
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I feel like I'm a million dollar bill
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Still in the game, all about the real
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Can't feel sorry for you, do your thang
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Don't be mad at the world cuz you can't hang
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If you feel like doin somethin that aint productive
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Look in the mirror, check yourself and say "fuck it"
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It's the year two-thousand, I know you feel me
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But I can't understand why you niggas wanna kill me
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Went from broke to rich, I got your bitch kneelin
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I told her "smoke this dick bitch, don't fight the feelin"
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And when she did it, she started jockin me
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I saw it in your eyes, you felt like sockin me
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For every action theres a consequence
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Playa-haters always tryna start some shit
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But then you gotta fight these niggas here
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It feels good to be a playa, bitches everywhere
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Chorus
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Verse 3:
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I feel like eleven albums aint enough
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And at the same time you feel like you can't come up
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Sometimes real life don't feel right
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You been fuckin her for years but its still tight
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Then I came through bammin, vagina started expandin
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Used to be shallow, but now you landed in
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Deep water drownin and thats some real game
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It's been your pussy for years, but it don't feel the same
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I been creepin, feelin your bitch up on the weekend
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Is it still good she calls me Dr. Feelgood
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I'll be her last pimp, you just a has been
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And when she talks about you its all past tense
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I said I don't give a fuck about history
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I'll tell you bout my life then show you how this dick'll be
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In you all night, go ask your bitch was she feelin me
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Man, you niggas be killin me, haters
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Chorus
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How Does It Feel
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