Feel so Good
作词 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield
作曲 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield
You ready Mase? Party people
In the place to be (Uh huh)
It's about that time
For us to (Yeah, uh huh)
Yo, what you know about goin' out
Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up Ride true, a bigger truck
Peeps all glittered up
Stick up can, they go what?
Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all
Ho's ride, get your nut 'till
I can't get it up I'm a big man, give this man room
I'd a hit everything, from
Cancun to Grant's tomb
Why you standin' on the wall?
Hand on your balls Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club
I'm the reason they made the dress code
They figure I wouldn't wild when
I'm in my french clothes
Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold, baguettes in my
Rolls Wreck shows, collect those, extra
O's Buy the E, get a key, to the
Lex to hold East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate
Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make
Are the friend that act's friend in a
Lex or a Benz Let's begin, bring this
BS to an end Come on [1] -
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
I wouldn't change you if
I could I wouldn't change you if
I could I wouldn't change you if
I could Ah ah You can't understand we be
Waikiki Sippin' DP to the
TV, look greedy Little kids see me, way out in
DC With a Z3, chrome
VB's, they wanna be me
*****'s talkin' **** they ought to quit
Feel so GoodLRC歌词
作词 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield
作曲 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield
You ready Mase? Party people
In the place to be (Uh huh)
It's about that time
For us to (Yeah, uh huh)
Yo, what you know about goin' out
Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up Ride true, a bigger truck
Peeps all glittered up
Stick up can, they go what?
Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all
Ho's ride, get your nut 'till
I can't get it up I'm a big man, give this man room
I'd a hit everything, from
Cancun to Grant's tomb
Why you standin' on the wall?
Hand on your balls Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club
I'm the reason they made the dress code
They figure I wouldn't wild when
I'm in my french clothes
Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold, baguettes in my
Rolls Wreck shows, collect those, extra
O's Buy the E, get a key, to the
Lex to hold East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate
Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make
Are the friend that act's friend in a
Lex or a Benz Let's begin, bring this
BS to an end Come on [1] -
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
I wouldn't change you if
I could I wouldn't change you if
I could I wouldn't change you if
I could Ah ah You can't understand we be
Waikiki Sippin' DP to the
TV, look greedy Little kids see me, way out in
DC With a Z3, chrome
VB's, they wanna be me
*****'s talkin' **** they ought to quit
