Lirik Lagu How Does It Feel - Pharrell Williams
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[Verse 1]Mearle maire, club muchachoAsorted flavours, in they solatosInspire young minds, stacked by Nato'sWith the right determination of a pathoRunning 'cross the water with bricks at his ponchoFace like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock holdVanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wingsWhen I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity dreamsGiving me music like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it upSee me on the TV, the cuties they wanna fuckBoth presidental and plus, they hoop it upGot more hits in his zip, who want enoughI can go back in time, you be Judge EatoWith my men and ?? I know you thinkin' NeatoGivin' peace to minutes, something like your T-VoBut it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remoteTake it in the rain, I used to live with TitoBut he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughsNow the Enzo doors go up like a DiloReon, same song some from my man NigoSLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jarNigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frostYessur...
[Bridge]My nigga close your eyes,Just picture you're self just holdin' piesImpliment a plan and and you'll surely riseJust promised by the man that controls the skiesDon't you see, I know that shit's so illBetter yet, dawg, just tell me how you feel...How you feel dawg?
[Chorus]We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late nightShaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get this cake rightAs I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight...My nigga how does it feel?Ha ha! Yessur!
[Verse 2]Nigga you don't know meI'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holyFirst trip on the ramp is the rock and rollyKeep one on my staff with a new pro-chromyIf they priest need the mention that I've been bitenBut a force be the chocolate where critics are writtenHe dresses insane where his music admireAsk anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the yearBut you should guess who's in insanity chairNow it ain't about what I wantStill thumbing through my life like a drug-star pornIt's one thing to say you did itIt's one thing to lie about your didgitsIt's one thing to say that you live itIt's another for you fuckers to admit itBut I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our natureI drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASAAnd it'll make me happy buy yourself a SattleUnlike my sister Stacy when she lost her papaI been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uhJohn could do, when surrounded with trueA man dies, baby born, as far as PeruIt's a simple proof between us and impostersWe hop in the air, and don't care what it costs usNow I'm with NERD with a pit full of MartiansI guess you could say that we fly like saucersZapping at niggas, with classing and figureThe cash and class whippersThe thrashing mag ripperGo 'head and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)Yessur!
[Bridge][Chorus]
Nigga you don't know me...
[Verse 1]Mearle maire, club muchachoAsorted flavours, in they solatosInspire young minds, stacked by Nato'sWith the right determination of a pathoRunning 'cross the water with bricks at his ponchoFace like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock holdVanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wingsWhen I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity dreamsGiving me music like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it upSee me on the TV, the cuties they wanna fuckBoth presidental and plus, they hoop it upGot more hits in his zip, who want enoughI can go back in time, you be Judge EatoWith my men and ?? I know you thinkin' NeatoGivin' peace to minutes, something like your T-VoBut it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remoteTake it in the rain, I used to live with TitoBut he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughsNow the Enzo doors go up like a DiloReon, same song some from my man NigoSLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jarNigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frostYessur...
[Bridge]My nigga close your eyes,Just picture you're self just holdin' piesImpliment a plan and and you'll surely riseJust promised by the man that controls the skiesDon't you see, I know that shit's so illBetter yet, dawg, just tell me how you feel...How you feel dawg?
[Chorus]We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late nightShaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get this cake rightAs I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight...My nigga how does it feel?Ha ha! Yessur!
[Verse 2]Nigga you don't know meI'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holyFirst trip on the ramp is the rock and rollyKeep one on my staff with a new pro-chromyIf they priest need the mention that I've been bitenBut a force be the chocolate where critics are writtenHe dresses insane where his music admireAsk anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the yearBut you should guess who's in insanity chairNow it ain't about what I wantStill thumbing through my life like a drug-star pornIt's one thing to say you did itIt's one thing to lie about your didgitsIt's one thing to say that you live itIt's another for you fuckers to admit itBut I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our natureI drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASAAnd it'll make me happy buy yourself a SattleUnlike my sister Stacy when she lost her papaI been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uhJohn could do, when surrounded with trueA man dies, baby born, as far as PeruIt's a simple proof between us and impostersWe hop in the air, and don't care what it costs usNow I'm with NERD with a pit full of MartiansI guess you could say that we fly like saucersZapping at niggas, with classing and figureThe cash and class whippersThe thrashing mag ripperGo 'head and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)Yessur!
[Bridge][Chorus]
Nigga you don't know me...
