saint marc kaeden feenin' remix şarkı sözleri

Eyes, eyes All eyes on me Step into the room All eyes on me Not even with my crew Still eyes on me Everybody swarm Around on me Like the scent of money Flying off of me I ain't gonna lie Like eyes on me Even when I get down To this beat I think them others fella's Gettin jealous of me But, like John say "You can't see me" Hey there little honey tell me what's your name? Would you like it if my body came over to play? Can't you see I'm everything your body craves In the middle of the night when it's pouring rain Swag hittin hard Here come the drinks They say they from the bartender I know they ain't What's the point in lying Just showing yo stank Time for me move on Please, enjoy yo drank Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening All eyes on me Eyes, eyes All eyes on me Eyes, eyes All eyes on me I'm heading over to the bar It wasn't long before I'm spotted not far, man We're hittin it off with my rolled cigar Up to the bar baby here we are Bartender, please will give me two? Hook me up and I'll leave a tip for you Pound them back, baby one by one Don't you dare slack, or you will be done Pitch black, lights out Took too many shots Passed out, fell down Where the f*ck am I? Went hard, so strong Like a fucking boss So let's just keep on going No time to turn it off Will you please Grab another drink? Think I spilled mine All over on me Such a shame It had to go to waste And that's ok cause I I'm feeling a-ok Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) All eyes on me Eyes, eyes All eyes on me Eyes, eyes All eyes on me Tip toe, tip toe Tip toe, tip toe Tip toe, tip toe Tryna make my way over to the door Instead, getting held up by some hoes Tryna dip out on the down low Now I'm held up while we conversate Ain't got much more time left to waist Can you please move ya ass out the way Instead I'm bombarded with shots in my face Getting close to the end of the night You can bet your ass that I'm feeling aright So baby can you please gone and wrap this up I'm tryna get my ass up out this club Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening) Oh my god, I'm feenin, feenin, I'm feening (feening)
Sanatçı: Saint Marc Kaeden
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