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featuring Teddy Riley 

1   Can you feel it? 
Can you feel it? 
Can you feel it? 
[Teddy Riley] 
It's makin' me hot  it's makin' me hot 
It's makin' me hot  yo  yo 

Can you feel it? 
Can you feel it? 
Can you feel it? 
[Teddy Riley] 
It's makin' me hot  it's makin' me hot 
It's makin' me hot  yo  yo 

[Charlie] 
Uh uh uh 
Wanna test my waters? Step in 
Hot  no question  what? Interested? 
Chick blessed in drop 
No less than sick flows 
Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it 
Cats know I deliver blows, kill hits 
Kill the light switch, I'm barkin' in my CB 
Tight chick with charts in mind 
Hearts in my actress 
Better address me with status 
Ms. and Misses, ya'll who's and what's 
Came in viscious 
Everything I touch, ya'll wanna get it 
Cats wanna hit it, hide when I spit it 
What ya'll do? Did it. Wanna get it? 
Wanna get rich, I'mma show you money 
Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money 
Why you wanna hate me, I don't know you money 
Ya'll cats got late fee's, I don't owe you money 
Ya'll quick to wild out and just blow your money 
Should it stash high, burnin' flashlight 
Girls need to know if you're stuck for money 
Cats get sheisty, I might duck for money 
Let 'em know, you ain't gettin' buck for money 
And tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, what 

Repeat 1 

Yo, yo, yo, yo 
Feel me come through hard so ya'll hear me 
Turn back? Never, rap vendetta 
Each letter clever for that cheddar 
Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater 
Don't speak to Heather 
Only fly lady certified Indy, the rest gotta pay me 
Chuck get shady, cats try to play me 
Waggin' Mercedes Benz for the lady 
Me that, so he that, where the keys at? 
Ride through, slide through for feedback 
Like damn, she ballin', damn she that chick 
Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits 
Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin' 
Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin' 
Trust, we gon' all ball love ya 
Pop bubbly, I'mma make ya'll love me, uh 

Repeat 1 

Yo, yo 
Just warmin' up, chilled the whole song 
Ya'll feel it yet? Killed the whole song 
Haters game raw, ain't nothin' pretty 
Bank head strong so checkbook pretty 
Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes 
Counterfeit fifty's, crooked seams 
Now I play scenes 
Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers 
Stay real stack's back's you faces 
Back to basics, flip rhyme basses 
Chuck goin' lace it, ya'll gon' taste it 
Fresh new face, did it mark my spot 
Mark my "X", park my Lex, watch be 'Lex 
Face forgets nigga, lay some sex 
Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do' 
Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga 

Repeat 1 until fade

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