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How Does It Feel To Ya Lyrics

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(feat. Koffee Brown, Midwikid)

[Koffee Brown - background vocals]
[Midwikid]
[(?) - chorus]
[B-12: hook]
[Coo Coo Cal - verses]

[Koffee Brown]
Hey Hey
Heey-heeayy

[Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal]
Can you picture this?
Its bout that time we got the tunes
Hot on the block sippin on yac like some damn fools
Consumin liquor by the ounce
Ya guys is rollin up to get their grub on,
wit the dubs on and the car that bounce
Help at the park, barbaques wit roasted pig
And can nobody eat until the meat is done and we feed the kids
Nieces, nephews, uncles and aunties
Yea, you ride wit plenty of folks but aint got nothin up on these
Seeds from the weed, up out the bangs of optimos
A bunch of pimps, playas, and hustlaz to fock the hoes
Pros comin off, when the barbaques done
aint really focus on that, but hell a playa bound to get some
Kids runnin back-and-fourth cryin on who pushed them now
We all fam, but I be damned if they push my seat down
Thats how we kick it up in the Mil-town
Its real now, but can you feel how we kick-it-up-on these steal grounds

[Chorus: x1] [background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown]
How does it feel to ya
Roll up the Swisher baby if its real to ya
Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya
Leg breakin, cake bakin, is it trill to ya
How does it feel to ya
Thats how we do it
Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it
Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it
Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it
How does it feel to ya...feel me now

[Hook: B-12]
M-dub, three thugs sittin on duece dueces
Hennessy and gin, need some orange and apple juices
barbaques and half-ounce, bounce wit the music
Wide-identical pipes (?) wit dukeys

[Verse 2: Coo Coo Cal]
Midwest is the timezone
When it gets hot,
We go block-to-block, open up shop, and get our grind on
Now I aint lyin homes to whoever make a playa change
To release the tension, mention basketball and play a game
Wit dames on the sideline cheerin you on
And haters that cant play on the side while,
cryin foul, screwin you on
Thats how we kick it up in the Mil-town
Its real now, but can you feel how we kick-it-up-on these steal grounds

[Chorus: x1] [background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown]
How does it feel to ya
Roll up the Swisher baby if its real to ya
Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya
Leg breakin, cake bakin, is it trill to ya
How does it feel to ya
Thats how we do it
Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it
Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it
Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it
How does it feel to ya...feel me now

[Verse 3: Coo Coo Cal]
Can you picture this?
A bunch of bawlaz ride oldschools
A lot of them cut the top, hookin up decks and sounds to roll to
It aint the old two-hundred twenty twins
Mack-10, boss jackin at the lakefront in the city Im in
Bendin corners in an orderly fashion
Twenty cars deep,
creepin up the street, beatin dawg so it be mashin
Flashin bread at them chickenhead
Yea they jumpin in to sin dawg,
cuz-its-about the only thing thatll get em fed
Hear what I just said
Pick em up in the presidental rento limo, TVs and (?)
Ghetto celeb is the gear we wear
Naw yall dont hear it there
But by the end of this year you gonna feel the player
Sippin on Henn, and Cris is gettin plenty drunk
Which switches from the candy-coupe dawg, an empty front
Thats how we kick it up in the Mil-town
Its real now, but can you feel how we kick-it-up-on these steal grounds

[Chorus: x1] [background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown]
How does it feel to ya
Roll up the Swisher baby if its real to ya
Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya
Leg breakin, cake bakin, is it trill to ya
How does it feel to ya
Thats how we do it
Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it
Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it
Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it
How does it feel to ya...feel me now

[Hook: B-12]
M-dub, three thugs sittin on duece dueces
Hennessy and gin, need some orange and apple juices
barbaques and half-ounce, bounce wit the music
Wide-identical pipes (?) wit dukeys

[Chorus: x1] [background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown]
How does it feel to ya
Roll up the Swisher baby if its real to ya
Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya
Leg breakin, cake bakin, is it trill to ya
How does it feel to ya
Thats how we do it
Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it
Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it
Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it
How does it feel to ya...feel me now

[Koffee Brown]
Oooooooooh yeaaaa!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!
Nan-na-na-na-na-na-na
Yea, hey, heeay hay hey yea yea
Hey, heaay


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