Feel Me Tyga (Ft. Kanye West)

[Intro: Tyga & Kanye West]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, man, this shit gotta be club
Car and pussy at the highest level, nigga
Ah! Bitch, I'm the shit, feel me?
Them niggas ain't this, feel me?
911 on my wrist, feel me?
Not the time but the whip, bitch, feel me?

[Chorus: Tyga & Kanye West]
I like my bitches thick, you gotta feel me
"Happy birthday, here's a Benz," feel me? (Feel me?)
First, last name rich, feel me? (Feel me?)
Yeah, bitch, I'm the shit, feel me? (Feel me?)
We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me
I'm at the dealership like what's the dealy?
Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly
Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly! (Chilly, chilly)

[Verse 1: Tyga]
I need my cash money
A milli, a milli, a milli, a milli
These bitches is litty, my niggas is litty
We lit up the city, you feel me? (Feel me?)
My hitters is humble, we hit up the city
Then skrrt off and eat in a Bentley
Take her shoppin'
Can't get that python through customs
Hundred K for the PJ, fuck it
Garment bags, no luggage, feel me?
Getting money, you relate, feel me?
Bank account liftin' weights, feel me?
Let my niggas through the gate, feel me?
Bel-Air estates (Huh!)
Hansen's with the cake (Milli)
I'm hands-on with that cake (Milli)
I need my bitches A1
I got a lot at stake, feel me?