Feel It!
Tell me one more time yea (Yea)
Listen to me let me tell ya (Tell ya)
Oh yes you do
One, two, three, get down (Aaow)
C'mon girl I know you feel it
You've got to feel it in your spirit
Girl I know you want it (Girl I know you want it)
Girl I know you need it (Girl I know you need it)
Girl if you just want it (Girl if you just want it)
You can just go have it
I know you feel it yea the spirit in ya heart girl
You feel good put your worries in a cart girl
And let's take a vacay to the Hamas
Clear ya mind like you smoking that 'juana
You "On Track" like Tame Impala
Might end up being my baby mama
I don't know if I can handle all that drama
You know these bitches always love to gossip
You know these niggas always love to talk shit
Got mouth 'til they get slapped with they get slapped with a counterfeit
Niggas wanna run when they see the clip
After that they never seem to ego trip
But let me take you back to the cruise ship
Look at us we're in paradise girl
When I'm with you I don't know I get butterflies girl
You know I'll be by your side till 3005
Girl I know you feel it (It)
Just listen to the music (Yea)
Girl I know you want it (Yea)
Just listen to me let me tell ya (One, two, three, get down) (Aaow)
Oh yes you do
Girl I know you feel it, girl I know you feel it yea
Girl I know you want it (Girl I know you want it)
Girl I know you need it (Girl I know you need it)
Girl if you just want it (Girl if you just want it)
You can just go have it
Listen to me let me tell ya
Listen to me let me tell ya (Tell ya)
Oh yes you do
One, two, three, get down (Aaow)
C'mon girl I know you feel it
You've got to feel it in your spirit
Girl I know you want it (Girl I know you want it)
Girl I know you need it (Girl I know you need it)
Girl if you just want it (Girl if you just want it)
You can just go have it
I know you feel it yea the spirit in ya heart girl
You feel good put your worries in a cart girl
And let's take a vacay to the Hamas
Clear ya mind like you smoking that 'juana
You "On Track" like Tame Impala
Might end up being my baby mama
I don't know if I can handle all that drama
You know these bitches always love to gossip
You know these niggas always love to talk shit
Got mouth 'til they get slapped with they get slapped with a counterfeit
Niggas wanna run when they see the clip
After that they never seem to ego trip
But let me take you back to the cruise ship
Look at us we're in paradise girl
When I'm with you I don't know I get butterflies girl
You know I'll be by your side till 3005
Girl I know you feel it (It)
Just listen to the music (Yea)
Girl I know you want it (Yea)
Just listen to me let me tell ya (One, two, three, get down) (Aaow)
Oh yes you do
Girl I know you feel it, girl I know you feel it yea
Girl I know you want it (Girl I know you want it)
Girl I know you need it (Girl I know you need it)
Girl if you just want it (Girl if you just want it)
You can just go have it
Listen to me let me tell ya
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Birdsong
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