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Feel So Good - текст песни



Feel So Good


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








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


Nigga's talkin' shit they ought to quit


I'm fortunate they don't see a fourth what I get


And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip


Just stylishing cars cuz they all true Nig'


So while you daydream my Mercedes gleam


And I deal with ho's that pose in Maybeline


One time you had it all I ain't mad at ya'll


Now give me the catalog, I'll show you how daddy bought


Six cars and power to fire big stars


Sit up, CEO style, smokin' on cigars, nigga


It's like ya'll be talkin' funny


I don't understand language of people with short money


Come on











Ah ah


Do Mase got the ladies?


Do Puff drive Mercedes?


Take hits from the 80's?


But do it sound so crazy?





Well me personally, It's nothin' personal


I do what work for me, you do what work for you


And I dress with what I was blessed with


Never been arrested for nothin' domestic


And I chill the way you met me


With a jet ski attached to a SE


Smoke my Nestle, no mad rap-ass cat


Where my check be?


Problem with ya'll I say it directly


Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat


From no hoes at shows to menage in suites


Now I be the cat that be hard to meet


Gettin' head from girls


That used to hardly speak


Come on











Mase


Harlem World


Bad Boy


Goodfellaz baby


Yeah


And we won't stop


Cuz we can't stop


Mason Betha


Yeah


Owwwww, come on



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