Feel the Love Songtext
von KIDS SEE GHOSTS
Feel the Love Songtext
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Feel the love
We not worried ′bout no other niggas, we them other niggas
You bust down a Rollie, I bust down a brick, then I flood it, nigga
I am not to be compared to you rappers, Eazy-Duz-It, nigga
I am more Eazy, you tryin' your best to become me, nigga
She like them bottles with bubbles in it
Buy her Loewe and other linen
Why would I wait when there′s other women?
Why would I hate? We in love with winnin' (ooh!)
Buy her bundles, fly her out
Bring her friend, I try her out
Ain't no worries finding out
The details is ironed out
Easily they plays along
Hoping that I play a song
Love to fuck to trap music (feel the love)
Dope money just came along (woo)
Grrrat-gat (I can still feel the love)
Gat-gat, gat, ga-gat-ga-ga-gat
Grrrat, gat-gat-gat (I can still feel the love)
Gat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat, grrrat
Gat-gat-gat-gat (feel the love)
Ga-ga-gat, ga-gat, ga-gat, ga-gat-gat, grrrat
Ba-ba-ba-ba
Brrrat-tat-da-da-da, da
Ga-ga-ga-ga
Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da
Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da
Brrr-ah-brrr-ah, brrr-ah-ga-grrrat
Rude-rude-rude-rude-woo!
Where the chorus?
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Feel the love
Woo!
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Feel the love
Rude-rude-rude-rude-woo!
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Feel the love
We not worried ′bout no other niggas, we them other niggas
You bust down a Rollie, I bust down a brick, then I flood it, nigga
I am not to be compared to you rappers, Eazy-Duz-It, nigga
I am more Eazy, you tryin' your best to become me, nigga
She like them bottles with bubbles in it
Buy her Loewe and other linen
Why would I wait when there′s other women?
Why would I hate? We in love with winnin' (ooh!)
Buy her bundles, fly her out
Bring her friend, I try her out
Ain't no worries finding out
The details is ironed out
Easily they plays along
Hoping that I play a song
Love to fuck to trap music (feel the love)
Dope money just came along (woo)
Grrrat-gat (I can still feel the love)
Gat-gat, gat, ga-gat-ga-ga-gat
Grrrat, gat-gat-gat (I can still feel the love)
Gat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat, grrrat
Gat-gat-gat-gat (feel the love)
Ga-ga-gat, ga-gat, ga-gat, ga-gat-gat, grrrat
Ba-ba-ba-ba
Brrrat-tat-da-da-da, da
Ga-ga-ga-ga
Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da
Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da
Brrr-ah-brrr-ah, brrr-ah-ga-grrrat
Rude-rude-rude-rude-woo!
Where the chorus?
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Feel the love
Woo!
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
I can still feel the love
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Feel the love
Rude-rude-rude-rude-woo!
Writer(s): Terrence Thornton, Benjamin Joseph Levin, Patrick Reynolds, Michael G. Dean, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi, Noah D. Goldstein, Evan Peter Mast, Jeremy Seth Nutzman, Kanye Omari West, Anthony James Warren Rabiola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com