Waka Flocka Flame - Feel Bout Me lyrics

[Produced by Southside & TM88] [Intro] [Hook] I can give a f** how you feel bout me I can give a f** how you feel bout me I can give a f** how you feel bout me I can give a f** how you feel bout me How you feel bout me, how you feel bout me Shawty I can give a f** how you feel bout me How you feel bout me, how you feel bout me Shawty I can give a f** how you feel bout me [Verse 1] Light the block up like Times Square You a k**er, who the f** care Riverdale, we in here That f** touched my underwear What come around goes around Don't pop sh**, just gun rounds [?] blood hounds Cook a brick, hey bust a pound [?] in the ground One phone call get your dome cold Like TI boy I ball I'm rich and black, hey f** the law I'm too real, can't G check Worldwide get respect You got [?] then you a reject Elm Street, my G set Suwoo to the P gang Kept it real, stuck to the code Under presser I won't fold Lock and load til the block explode Young n***a, my chopper old Bust down it's all gold Young n***a, my chopper old Bust down rolie it's all gold [Hook] [Verse 2] BrickSquad new [?] posse Flexin hard, take Ted DiBiase My dick got hard when I caught a body Choppin' hoes like I know karate Sellin' hoes, I be catchin' bodies Payin' county I'm John Gotti Hard top my blood rari Bet these p**y n***as hope I go broke Then I robbin rappers sellin' weed and coke Flockaveli dropped [?] I need a strong woman, Mia Angelo No I [?] in the hood for like gangin blow [?] these n***as know Twenty five to life, I do it ho Twenty five to life, I do it ho Check my bloodline, check my background Check my family tree, we G'd up So we in the cut, not a good look Raised round crooks, I get you booked So we in the cut, not a good look Raised round crooks, I get you booked Stop actin' hard, get your j**els took Goons actin' shook, p**y n***a Squad [Hook]