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Listen to How You Feel - Single by Clemont & Holy Mattress Money
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Holy Mattress Money
Holy Mattress Money
Performer
Katelin Clemont
Katelin Clemont
Performer
Darrel Greene Jr.
Darrel Greene Jr.
Sampler
Hashaun Adderley
Hashaun Adderley
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Katelin Clemont
Katelin Clemont
Songwriter
Darrel Greene Jr.
Darrel Greene Jr.
Songwriter
August Moon
August Moon
Songwriter
THOMAS WILLIAM TYRONE
THOMAS WILLIAM TYRONE
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Holy Mattress Money
Holy Mattress Money
Producer
Jesty Beatz
Jesty Beatz
Producer
Uros Sibinovic
Uros Sibinovic
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Drop champagne
Poppin' so cold
Pocket full of dough
Bezzie plain jane
With the diamonds in the locs
Baby anything goes
Can't keep it on the low
Feelin' like I'm 6'4
With the faux mink draggin' on the floor
Ayy
Yeah
Ayy
(Holy, Holy, Holy)
Pocket full of smoke
Million dollar cash what it feel like
Strokin' like midnight
Screamin' out welcome to the good life
Red light, red light
Park it right here
No headlights (ooh)
Told her anything goes
In the two-toned Rolls
And the ride so smooth, yeah
Feel like I'm riding on air, yeah
Oh baby, if the glue don't slide
Long hair long money don't care
Put it in the air
(Put it in the air)
Cuban links all in my chain
The coldest in the city
From the ice in my vein
Call me big pimpin'
Let me go and get my cane
I been poppin', baby
Ain't s*** changed, ayy
Diamonds all up in my grill
They say I'm too sick
Nah, baby I'm ill
I got you in your feelings now
Baby, how you feel
Baby, how you feel
Baby, how you feel
Uhh
I was 15 tryin' to ball
Now I'm 21 still I'm runnin' from the law
Feds smell it from a mile away
That pack too strong
I handle these b***** like I'm twirlin' a baton
Stay up, you're right
You can't tell me that I'm wrong
Let's hope it ain't a fight
So we gotta get along
My money like extendo, extra long
Ya girl know the words to every one of my songs, Oh
The ride so smooth, yeah
(Ridin' on air, like I'm ridin' on air)
Feel like I'm riding on air, yeah
Oh baby, if the glue don't slide
Long hair long money don't care
Put it in the air
(Put it in the air)
I'm with the s*** any time anywhere
Long hair, long money don't care
Walk up in the club and they all just stare. uh
Cuz I'm so rare
I'm with the s*** any time anywhere
Long hair, long money don't care
Walk up in the club and they all just stare
Cuz I'm so rare
Cuban links all in my chain
The coldest in the city
From the ice in my vein
Call me big pimpin'
Let me go and get my cane
I been poppin', baby
Ain't s*** changed, ayy
Diamonds all up in my grill
They say I'm too sick
Nah, baby I'm ill
I got you in your feelings now
Baby, how you feel
Baby, how you feel
Baby, how you feel
Uhh
Pocket full of smoke
Million dollar cash what it feel like
Strokin' like midnight
Screamin' out welcome to the good life
Red light, red light
Park it right here
No headlights (ooh)
Told her anything goes
In the two-toned Rolls
And the ride so smooth, yeah
Feel like I'm riding on air, yeah
Oh baby, if the glue don't slide
Long hair long money don't care
Put it in the air
(Put it in the air)
I'm with the s*** any time anywhere
Long hair, long money don't care
Walk up in the club and they all just stare. uh
Cuz I'm so rare
I'm with the s**** any time anywhere
Long hair, long money don't care
Walk up in the club and they all just stare
Cuz I'm so rare
(Holy, Holy Holy)
Written by: August Moon, Darrel Greene Jr., Katelin Clemont, THOMAS WILLIAM TYRONE

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