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[Verse:] Ah All I wanna do is take all my niggas to Vegas Buy a pound of weed and smoke it get them niggas fading Yeah and buy some liquor man we gonna get wasted Poppin' bottles on them hoes and tell them"Bitch we made it" Yeah I wanna get a hundred grand of singles Stack them shit so just like Pringles Thanking God I'm single Yeah, ready to mingle down I'm trying to slam dunk Yeah tryin' to finger row You know that feeling feeling feelin' Like everything's changing That feeling, feeling like you was Instantly famous, feel that Yeah, fuck that nigga Yeah I'm a kill that And Y'all niggas don't know me My tooney got that feeling We need some fucking trophies [Chorus:] Uh, we do it for the whole team You know that feeling like you won a superbowl We don't never get a day off, nah Make the city prowl like we won the playoff SongtexteThat feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling [Verse:] I got this feeling this feeling I know it That I'm about to make some millions, some millions then blow it My my my my noobie's brazilian, she gorgeous This new life that I'm living it's hard to absorb it Ever had that feeling when you pull out they say who that New school, blue black, drop top, push back It's Ali I knew that, threw the whole bar 2 stacks When I'm in the building and the hoes run a full flack Trust an puerto rican, margaritas, burrito Vacation with my people, we do this for our people You know that feeling like you won a superbowl No bo-ho man I'm playing for the team [Chorus:] Yeah, we do it for the whole team You know that feeling like you won a superbowl We don't never get a day off, nah Make the city prowl like we won the playoff That feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling [Verse:] Fill 'em to the fall, jerk 'em to the right Feeling like a Mo, look at me and not the size We're here for those how we roll It's the feeling of a boat I got trials on my line, got a million dollars house We used to rot in coogie sweaters Now it's Gucci all the time Freshen hair, leather season Wanna toll the summer time Used to have a little bank roll Now my bank roll larger, Strain former Camaro Hot dite Charger Gerry Guardian seats Green light Shlick rims Check my ring out Oh I'm on my superbowl shit I'm flat in the sky, I'm up there with the birds I do it for the team, you can motherfuck what you heard [Chorus:] Yeah, we do it for the whole team You know that feeling like you won a superbowl We don't never get a day off, nah Make the city prowl like we won the playoff That feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling Aus Songtexte Mania