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Raydeo - Great Lyrics



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I'm feelin' great, aye
I'm feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great, aye
I'm feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great, aye
You feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great, aye
I'm feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great
Look around it's just shade
People thrown in my face
Without a doubt I'm amazed
I put my head through the ceiling
To speak to God he was chilling
To go back down and just pray
Said f*ck that, I'm feeling great
Aye, great
Watch me catch a fade
With you niggas 'cause you outta place
Great, man f*ck what you say
Y'all never gave a f*ck about me anyway
Great, man I lost some friends
One was bitching while the other pretend
Great, I'm feeling great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin'
Nigga I'm Al Capone-y, raviolli
Got your girl feeling like she macaroni
I stir it up, f*ck it up, in her guts
Make a bitch really go nuts
By the way it sounds, it's kinda wild
I'm f*ckin' proud by the way she spreads it out
I don't need to smile 'cause when she wilds it out
She bust it open like a nigga tryna spread his sprout, woo
Whew know wassup, f*cking punk, with the spunk
Don't smoke but I'm high as f*ck
Yeah light you up, with the drip, color schmuck
F*ck the fashion this is me wassup, blooming up
Banging on the floor like what
With some class, grab a glass
Do the math, ain't a teacher but you get it man
Hit the fan, breaking bad
I'm the one who knocks, like I'm Pac
Around the clock, on the dot
Revolutionize the bars up top on top on top
F*ck a cop, call up 187 when I can, not stop
Hold my jock, little nigga got some heat, so sit and watch
Can never really be defeated
You fighting two niggas, Gemini we mean it
F*ck anything else, this how I'm feelin'
Feelin' great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin'
Feeling great, boutta faint
Lost my mind, got it erased
Don't know how, what can I say
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin' great
Great, great, great, great
Great, great, motherf*ckin' great
Great, great, great, great
Great, motherf*ckin' great, woo
Great, yeah
Man
Ain't nobody ready for this shit, man
Nobody ready for this shit (They not!)
Okay
Raydeo, Raydeo, Raydeo
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English

I'm feelin' great, aye
I'm feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great, aye
I'm feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great, aye
You feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great, aye
I'm feelin', feelin' great
I'm feelin' great
Look around it's just shade
People thrown in my face
Without a doubt I'm amazed
I put my head through the ceiling
To speak to God he was chilling
To go back down and just pray
Said f*ck that, I'm feeling great
Aye, great
Watch me catch a fade
With you niggas 'cause you outta place
Great, man f*ck what you say
Y'all never gave a f*ck about me anyway
Great, man I lost some friends
One was bitching while the other pretend
Great, I'm feeling great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin'
Nigga I'm Al Capone-y, raviolli
Got your girl feeling like she macaroni
I stir it up, f*ck it up, in her guts
Make a bitch really go nuts
By the way it sounds, it's kinda wild
I'm f*ckin' proud by the way she spreads it out
I don't need to smile 'cause when she wilds it out
She bust it open like a nigga tryna spread his sprout, woo
Whew know wassup, f*cking punk, with the spunk
Don't smoke but I'm high as f*ck
Yeah light you up, with the drip, color schmuck
F*ck the fashion this is me wassup, blooming up
Banging on the floor like what
With some class, grab a glass
Do the math, ain't a teacher but you get it man
Hit the fan, breaking bad
I'm the one who knocks, like I'm Pac
Around the clock, on the dot
Revolutionize the bars up top on top on top
F*ck a cop, call up 187 when I can, not stop
Hold my jock, little nigga got some heat, so sit and watch
Can never really be defeated
You fighting two niggas, Gemini we mean it
F*ck anything else, this how I'm feelin'
Feelin' great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin'
Feeling great, boutta faint
Lost my mind, got it erased
Don't know how, what can I say
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin', feelin', feelin'
Great, I'm feelin' great
I'm feelin' great
Great, great, great, great
Great, great, motherf*ckin' great
Great, great, great, great
Great, motherf*ckin' great, woo
Great, yeah
Man
Ain't nobody ready for this shit, man
Nobody ready for this shit (They not!)
Okay
Raydeo, Raydeo, Raydeo
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Writer: Johnny Feliz
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Performed By: Raydeo
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Johnny Feliz
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