Who's Los - FEEDBACK (feat. GoHardMikeLee) Lyrics

Do your lil dance to this, this is not your mama's song
If I put my hands on you, then it's not to rub you wrong
Heard you sleepin' in that queen, but you frequently alone
Like what
Hear this tune, might catch a tude See that dude, might catch a cold
Me talk nice, but me not nice when I'm in my zone
Aaliyah vibes when she rock the boat The way I f*ck, think I had a clone
She just tryna put me on, I'm just tryna put her on
Ayy, like damn, ayy, lil' mama so sexy
Like, Pam, (I stamp), beat it up button masher
She let me spam, ayy, and I don't eat pork
Ayy, but I'm going ham, ayy, should've seen what she text me
Like, what
Like, damn, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
We so loud, hear feedback, weed so loud, hear feedback
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
We so loud, hear feedback, weed so loud, head feedback
Yo, yo, see you and I'm lovin' what you doin
I smell Ri Ri, yeah, I knew it, yeah, I knew it
Make them nights out in the city if you there
If you there, if you there, if you there
Now, bending corners for you lately, call me shady
Hurt my feelings, spill my feelings for you, baby
New York trippin' off the shroomies, drink tequila
If you want it, if you got it, you should front it
Yeah, got a sneaky cop for you, I like bikini tops on you
I got some lemon drops for you, boo
If you got it from your mama, that's the type I like
Say she don't like she don't like sheets and funnel, I say what you like
Like, damn, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
We so loud, hit feedback, we so loud, hit feedback
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
We so loud, hit feedback, we so loud, hit
Do your lord dance to this, this is not your mama's song
Do your lord dance to this, this is not your mama's song
This is not your mama's song
Like, damn
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