Ouija Macc
Feeling Nothing
Ooh, where you going with your fine ass. God damn (Devereaux)
- You ain't never been with a thuggalo before. Listen I gotta help her. Let's go somewhere

Step in that dirt for me
Mobbin' that turf for me
Roaming this earth for me
Shawty gon' twerk for me
If she don't work for me (it don't)
Then it don't work for me (it don't)
Baby my eyes red (red)
Kinda like Mercury (let's go)
Step on that blade for me (step)
Kinda like surgery (let's go)
Chopping that block with me (that block)
Kinda like surgery (let's go)
Baby don't question me (nah)
I don't need no third degree (I don't)
Cause if you gon' chef with me (whip)
Follow that recipe (let's go)

Uh yuh what's that
Pop that shit open and bust that
Uh yuh throw that (throw that)
Put it on me let me hold that
I feel nothing I should have already known that
I feel something thugalo never gon' show that
Step up out my chamber I ain't feeling nothing (not a thing)
Ain't no wind up on my skin I'm feeling nothing (nah)
Sunlight decorate me now I'm really something
Suckers hating on me it ain't doing nothing (not a damn thing)
Busters hating me they ain't doing nothing (not a damn thing)
Step up out my chamber bitch I'm feeling nothing
Ain't no wind up on my skin I'm feeling nothing (not a thing)
Step up out my chamber I ain't feeling nothing (ooh hey)
Baby this world a bitch
You gotta work the bitch
You gotta know your role
We all got purposes
I got this ice on
Look like I hurt my wrist
Cause the boy scraped the pot
Until he hurt the wrist
Oh my bad I thought I heard somebody saying they murder shit
They don't know what murder is
Bitch we murderers
I'm bout to murder this
Living where lives
Swinging that murder whip
Into my murder bitch
Uh yuh pop that
Promise me I'll never stop that
Uh yuh drop that
Shawty say she wanna top that
Uh I feel nothing
I'm full of shit girl I love that
I feel something
Thugalo never gon' show that

Step up out my chamber I ain't feeling nothing (not a thing)
Ain't no wind up on my skin I'm feeling nothing (nah)
Sunlight decorate me now I'm really something
Suckers hating on me it ain't doing nothing (not a damn thing)
Busters hating me they ain't doing nothing (not a damn thing)
Step up out my chamber bitch I'm feeling nothing
Ain't no wind up on my skin I'm feeling nothing (not a thing)
Step up out my chamber I ain't feeling nothing (ooh hey)