Testi musica canzoni
Testi musica cantanti italiani gratis
Testi Charli Baltimore - Feel It
Testi-musica-canzoni.it > Testi lettera C > Charli Baltimore > Cold as Ice - Feel Itfeaturing Teddy Riley  
  
 1   Can you feel it?  
 Can you feel it?  
 Can you feel it?  
 [Teddy Riley]  
 It's makin' me hot  it's makin' me hot  
 It's makin' me hot  yo  yo  
  
 Can you feel it?  
 Can you feel it?  
 Can you feel it?  
 [Teddy Riley]  
 It's makin' me hot  it's makin' me hot  
 It's makin' me hot  yo  yo  
  
 [Charlie]  
 Uh uh uh  
 Wanna test my waters? Step in  
 Hot  no question  what? Interested?  
 Chick blessed in drop  
 No less than sick flows  
 Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it  
 Cats know I deliver blows, kill hits  
 Kill the light switch, I'm barkin' in my CB  
 Tight chick with charts in mind  
 Hearts in my actress  
 Better address me with status  
 Ms. and Misses, ya'll who's and what's  
 Came in viscious  
 Everything I touch, ya'll wanna get it  
 Cats wanna hit it, hide when I spit it  
 What ya'll do? Did it. Wanna get it?  
 Wanna get rich, I'mma show you money  
 Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money  
 Why you wanna hate me, I don't know you money  
 Ya'll cats got late fee's, I don't owe you money  
 Ya'll quick to wild out and just blow your money  
 Should it stash high, burnin' flashlight  
 Girls need to know if you're stuck for money  
 Cats get sheisty, I might duck for money  
 Let 'em know, you ain't gettin' buck for money  
 And tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, what  
  
 Repeat 1  
  
 Yo, yo, yo, yo  
 Feel me come through hard so ya'll hear me  
 Turn back? Never, rap vendetta  
 Each letter clever for that cheddar  
 Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater  
 Don't speak to Heather  
 Only fly lady certified Indy, the rest gotta pay me  
 Chuck get shady, cats try to play me  
 Waggin' Mercedes Benz for the lady  
 Me that, so he that, where the keys at?  
 Ride through, slide through for feedback  
 Like damn, she ballin', damn she that chick  
 Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits  
 Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin'  
 Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin'  
 Trust, we gon' all ball love ya  
 Pop bubbly, I'mma make ya'll love me, uh  
  
 Repeat 1  
  
 Yo, yo  
 Just warmin' up, chilled the whole song  
 Ya'll feel it yet? Killed the whole song  
 Haters game raw, ain't nothin' pretty  
 Bank head strong so checkbook pretty  
 Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes  
 Counterfeit fifty's, crooked seams  
 Now I play scenes  
 Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers  
 Stay real stack's back's you faces  
 Back to basics, flip rhyme basses  
 Chuck goin' lace it, ya'll gon' taste it  
 Fresh new face, did it mark my spot  
 Mark my "X", park my Lex, watch be 'Lex  
 Face forgets nigga, lay some sex  
 Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do'  
 Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga  
  
 Repeat 1 until fade
- Leon Russell
 Nome Album : Unknown
- Silverchair
 Nome Album : Freak Show
- The Tea Party
 Nome Album : The Edges Of Twilight
- Bell Book And Candle
 Nome Album : Longing
- Lifehouse
 Nome Album : No Name Face