
Can’t Feel My Legs (CHOPNOTSLOP REMIX) Don Toliver
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[Pre-Chorus]
I had to sit you down to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a-I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
[Chorus]
O—Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you 'bout a story, 'bout a couple of Xans
I was fuckin'-
Fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
Fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
But excuse me, they was groupies, they was not in the plan
Either way, we-way, we popped pills and we all held hands
I had to sit you down to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a-I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
[Chorus]
O—Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you 'bout a story, 'bout a couple of Xans
I was fuckin'-
Fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
Fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
But excuse me, they was groupies, they was not in the plan
Either way, we-way, we popped pills and we all held hands
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