Feel Fwesh
Oh me, oh my
So fleek, so fly
Look at me (oh, yeah)
Look at me (oh, yeah)
Oh yeah, feel fwesh
And she's dressed to impress
First I made her undress
Then I made a mess on your baby mama's chest
Tell her clean up, I got green up
Got my cream up, gotta get my deen up
Colder than an iced cappuccino (Oh, yeah)
And I fucked a half Filipino
Met her at my show, she was dancing like a hoe
Had to let her know, she was coming to my hotel, yeah
Writer/s: Ramy Abdel-Rahman, Jake Aujla
