Marlo – Feel This Lyrics

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus]
I pray I make it through the night, I’ll be alright
And my bitch keep callin’ my phone, told her it’s on once I get home
I’m doin’ a buck sixty, I’m in the zone, I’m coming home
I been workin’ all day ain’t answer no phone, I don’t want no phone
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
And bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I told my bitch when you real you feel this

[Verse 1]
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I been syrup poppin’ pills and been geeking on some real shit
Me and my bitch we kicking real shit
Yeah my bitches she the flyest, she go get it
I told her when I get it I’m gon’ get it
And I went and got that bag and then we split it
Lenox Mall shopping, yeah she in it
Gucci, Louis poppin’, yeah she kick it
And she watch me serve the bag and then she with it
Pints by the case and yeah we sip it
Then she top a nigga off and then I lick her
And we pull up back to back in matching Bentleys
And the bust down Rollies, they was fifty
And I swear with that cash I’m the realest
You can see how I whip it in the kitchen

[Chorus]
I pray I make it through the night, I’ll be alright
And my bitch keep callin’ my phone, told her it’s on once I get home
I’m doin’ a buck sixty, I’m in the zone, I’m coming home
I been workin’ all day ain’t answer no phone, I don’t want no phone
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
And bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I told my bitch when you real you feel this

[Verse 2]
I pull up with a nigga bitch, he know I hit
She go crazy on that dick, she ain’t with that lazy shit
12 bust the spot, she take the charge, that bitch hard
Call Kristen, tell her pull her card, that’s my broad
Boy she’ll gun you down ’bout that paper, 2-2-3’s of soft raw
She really with it, if she dig a nigga’s pimpin’ she really feelin’
And she know about that cash I get wicked
I spend a couple blocks, she right with me
And she pray she make it through the night with me
And she said she’ll be alright right with me
She ain’t gotta call the phone, she right with me
Now I pop a perc, get right with me
She screaming perc gang right with me
Since my nigga killed, she know I really miss him

[Chorus]
I pray I make it through the night, I’ll be alright
And my bitch keep callin’ my phone, told her it’s on once I get home
I’m doin’ a buck sixty, I’m in the zone, I’m coming home
I been workin’ all day ain’t answer no phone, I don’t want no phone
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
And bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I told my bitch when it’s real, you gotta feel this
I told my bitch when you real you feel this

Eldorado Red – Child Abuse Lyrics

[Hook]
Child abuse Rado, all I whip is babies
Called the folks on me ‘cause she think I’m going crazy
Cooking with a clothes hanger do this shit daily
Child abuse Rado, all I whip is babies
Child abuse Rado, all I whip is babies
In the kitchen cooking yams and them thangs tasty
Ain’t gon front you shit my dog you gon have to pay me
Child abuse Rado, all I whip is babies

[Verse 1]
Brick sell around my neck, I’m flexed up
? my wrist got these hoes like “what the f**k”
Pull up in a coupe offset sitting on deuces
Blew the brains out yeah you know that bitch roofless
Shawty watching me, yeah you know that bitch choosing
Walk in Lenox Mall with them checks on us
BGM the fam nigga they gon respect us
All this coke money, uncut blow money
Feds taking pictures so I tell them that it’s show money
Drop a 62 and brought it back to a ?
I’m whipping babies on that child abuse shit
I’m whipping babies so call it child abuse bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
All I whip is babies like I’m going crazy
Screaming white power, the cocaina made me
Trap house doing numbers and all my workers pay me
Skating on the dubs got me f**king ?
BGM the mafia, better yet the navy
Pulling up with army guns incase you plain crazy
Owe me for some work my dog I suggest you pay me
I won’t take it lightly ‘cause I ?
All I do is hustle and my babys mama hate it
Serve your ass a ? chicken dinner with no gravy
Child abuse Rado, all I whip is babies
Cooking with a clothes hanger do this shit daily