Feeling On My Body (Remix) - Taffy & PLUTO: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Feeling On My Body (Remix)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Feeling On My Body (Remix) was released on December 5, 2025 by Taffy as a part of the album Feeling On My Body - Single (Remix)

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OVERVIEW

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Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Taffy

Vocals

PLUTO

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Monique Keene

Lyrics

Jada Amaurie Smith

Jada Amaurie Smith

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

DJ Mr Rodgers

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Feeling on my body while he rub up on my titties

Call me Mrs. Taffy Baby, he show up and get da business

I ain't Nicki Minaj, but I make his bed rock

And he be drilling on my body, and I knock up off his socks

I bend over, he throw dollars, and I make this ass rumble

I be shaking left to right, so you know that **** fumbled (Woo-hoo)

Swear I hate a broke ho, swear all they do is mumble

When I run up in her shit, she don't shit but call her momma

If I give you a chance, is you gon' take it?

When Taffy hit the stage, he know them pockets, I'ma break 'em

I got the crowd going crazy, screaming, "Taffy Baby"

I'm shaking ass, damn, Taffy Baby, Taffy Baby

[Chorus]

But all I know is hit 'em with that flex, hit 'em with that flex

Yo' **** is next, bitch, he cutting checks, that's why you be stressed

Hoes looking hella pressed, messy in they fits, damn, they cheap as shit

Lining hoes up like they taking flicks

[Verse 2]

Dog yo' **** out, you gotta know I love a eater

Pillow talking to these hoes, she wanna beef, but I'ma feed her

And I never need a ****, get what I want, straight to the next

When I push up, come correct, or watch me hit 'em with that flex (Uh)

Hit 'em with that flex, hit 'em with that flex

Hit 'em with that, hit 'em with that, we on that, banging down yo' door

And I told you come correct, now we at yo' neck

E way sliding, E way doing the dash, and you know we up the score

[Bridge]

Taffy pop it, shake it, twerk it, slow up the beat, now Taffy twirl

It's a bad bitch link up from Taffyland to Plutoworld

It's a bad bitch link up from Taffyland to Plutoworld

It's a bad bitch link up from Taffyland to Plutoworld

[Verse 3]

When I pop out, hide yo' ho, ****

I'm so flexed up in this bitch, I pulled a muscle hitting her

I'm so flexed up spinning the Benz, I damn near bent the rim

Polar drip, can't catch a flick, Taffy frost up the lens

I got the whole world shaking, even Asians, and I ain't persuade 'em

I love me some Miss Asia, that's my dog, ain't no debating

Taffy skin tone proper, in his pockets and I'm just chomping

Bitch, I flip shit, Junior Whopper, Taffy the element, fuck copper

Mm, mm, mm, bitch, I'm nutritiously delicious

One hit of this Taffy, he get to shaking and scratching and itching

Taffy is his fetish, so he come off that fetty

Fat Ma hot and super ready, ready to get it on any second, so I

[Chorus]

Hit 'em with that flex, hit 'em with that flex

Yo' **** is next, bitch he cutting checks, that's why you be stressed

Hoes looking hella pressed, messy in they fits, damn, they cheap as shit

Lining hoes up like they taking flicks (Woo-hoo)

Written by: Jada Amaurie Smith, Monique Keene

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