Can You Feel What I'm Sayin' Lyrics

Sitting in a coupe

I'm in a coupe

Throwing dots

I snatch off in a coupe

And I'm in the booth

Can't you feel what I'm saying?

Can't you feel what I'm saying?

I snatch off in a hellcat

And I'm in a hellcat

Hey, you know, it's all black, and I'm in the all black dickies outfit

Don't you play with me

Don't you play with me

I take your hoe

Now she on my meat

And you looking all crazy

She's looking kind of funny because you know she want to lick the gummy

And don't you play with me

And I got a gun with the drum.

I don't care what you're talking about

Me and Mr. Gilley and we rocking out

All the hoes looking at us

But we like fuck them

Let's get the money

We getting money

Don't you play with us

We might steal your honey

Don't you play with us. We might steal your honey. And we toting' hunnish

No twentys

Straight blue

Don't you play with me

Find a clue

This is not Blue Clues

This is not Blue Clues

And I'm really rhyming'

Don't you play with me

Then I get the freaking sign in

You sign it off

Then give me the freaking check, then I cash it in

Then I go buy that freaking vette

Then I snatch off in the vette

Then I'm heading downtown

Two hundred on my dash

I don't play with you niggas

I don't pull the trigger

I put my fist up, then I got a fight sometimes

You win some you lose some

Can't you feel what I'm sayin'

I wish they would jump me

I got Mr. Gilley with me

And we really thugging

This coming straight off straight off the head

Okay