Lyrics
How you feel 'bout it
How you feel 'bout it
Get high make stupid mistakes
Can't feel my legs today
Your love make me feel some type of way
Make this feeling go away
We gone chill on a sunday
We gone fuck on monday
Then we fight on a tuesday
I can't wait for wednesday
Take my drugs on wednesday
Take my drugs on thursday
Take my drugs on saturday
When we wake up on sunday
Take that LSD, go to church, get a fun day
I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high,
I'm geeked up
I tell her come right to the party
Yeah, get your freak on
She a bad bitch, yeah, her name Teresa
Oh, this a full party, I can not get near you
Tell me that you love me to my face baby
'Cause I ain't heard that in a minute
I can't lie with you I'm finished
Just tell me how you feel about it
How you feel 'bout it
How you feel 'bout it
Get high make stupid mistakes
Can't feel my legs today
Your love make me feel some type of way
Make this feeling go away
We gone chill on a sunday
We gone fuck on monday
Then we fight on a tuesday
I can't wait for wednesday
WRITERS
Harvey Chris, Tyler Sowders
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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