The Hodge Council - This Feeling Lyrics

Boys
Hodgy Boys
It's your man ajoshd, got Zay Peace on the track
It's the Hodge, baby
Let's go

Hands up to the ceiling
Bout to make a killing
Damn, I love this feeling
D-D-Damn, I love this feeling
Ain't no time for chilling
Gotta get these millions
Damn, I love this feeling
D-D-Damn, I love this feeling
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)

I got whiskey over my ice
And codeine all in my Sprite
My money is official, but I never put this money over my life
My joints wrapped up with some purp
I came up straight from the dirt
That's why I like to get high, cause a brother always been so so down to Earth
DJ better run this back like you Barry
We don't like hoes cause they scary
I know this sounds unconventional for rap, but I wants to get married
My baby fine like some vino
We sharing all of my Pringles
That's my chips you bitch, you better watch your lips
Or run it back, just like the single

Hands up to the ceiling
Bout to make a killing
Damn, I love this feeling
D-D-Damn, I love this feeling
Ain't no time for chilling
Gotta get these millions
Damn, I love this feeling
D-D-Damn, I love this feeling

I been wanting this a long time
Do whatever's put up on my mind
You can say whatever you can say
You just usually say that shit online
Only thing y'all beating is the path
All that doubt I leave it in the past
Scarred and bruised and bleeding off the scratches
I'm not trying to go through life the fastest
Supported by the people man we chosen
All this time I really thought we showed it
But they ain't believe it 'til we gloated
Then they start complaining ego bloated
They must love the Hodge cause the rock it on they chest
And we about to expand through the state of Tex
We might come up in the city just to play the set
That's why we started, but now we actually make the ends

Hands up to the ceiling
Bout to make a killing
Damn, I love this feeling
D-D-Damn, I love this feeling
Ain't no time for chilling
Gotta get these millions
Damn, I love this feeling
D-D-Damn, I love this feeling
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Uptown let's bounce)