Feels So Good (feat. Anne)
(Uh, ah!)
Talk to em'
All the other fellas looking scared to talk?
That's lame!
(Ok)
Mama say you working for a living that's lame
Dying 'fore you really get to living that's shame
Baby gonna always keep it litty that's gang
Sim Simma all day, let me talk to 'em
(Get it)
We can keep it litty like a spliff, that's za
(Aye)
What's it to the power of the sun? That's Ra
(Aye)
Shawty wanna pop it on on the kid oh my
Like the blick go glah, let me talk to 'em
(Get it, get it, aye)
Though we keep it litty hoe we always odee
Can we leave the party and go kick it low key?
(Aye)
Paying for the music when the rhythm so free
I'm the rhythm OG, let me talk to 'em
Pride is like a venom but its hitting so smooth
Treat me like a hero when the speaker go boom
If we get it shaking we can move the whole room
Like a super lit tomb, baby talk to 'em
(Let's get it, hey!)
If we never make it to the morning that's life
They gon' say a nigga went out litty that's right
He was getting jiggy on his very last night
Putting hoes on ice, baby talk to em
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so, feels so
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so, feels so, feels so-
Oh, oh!
When I feel your body
Up on mine
Baby alright it's time
(Aye)
When I feel yo' body
Up on mine
Baby I lose my mind
(Don't stop)
Last night
Think I got too high
I could barely speak
Mmh hmm
This time
I won't speak my mind
I'll just move my feet
(Let's get it, let's get it)
Let's get it, let's get it
It's her with the thicky fat back
Too loud for the chitter chat chat
Just bounce turn around and back back
Got the feeling that I'm really fucking with a class act
Lay it my lap lap
Ma' I need have that
This dance give a nigga flash backs
Last time that you made it clap clap
So high that I couldn't clap back
Let me talk to 'em
Last night
Think I got too high
I could barely speak
Mmh hmm
This time
I won't speak my mind
I'll just move my feet
(I'll just move my!)
Hold on wait DJ bring the beat back
I'm a real one
Scheming with Witmoney till the bills come
Even if this life is a charade I'm tryna feel some
Even though we bruised up we don't show it
But I feel it when your closest
Keep me warm
When I feel your body
Up on mine
Baby alright it's time
(Aye)
When I feel yo' body
Up on mine
Baby I lose my mind
(Don't stop)
Talk to em'
All the other fellas looking scared to talk?
That's lame!
(Ok)
Mama say you working for a living that's lame
Dying 'fore you really get to living that's shame
Baby gonna always keep it litty that's gang
Sim Simma all day, let me talk to 'em
(Get it)
We can keep it litty like a spliff, that's za
(Aye)
What's it to the power of the sun? That's Ra
(Aye)
Shawty wanna pop it on on the kid oh my
Like the blick go glah, let me talk to 'em
(Get it, get it, aye)
Though we keep it litty hoe we always odee
Can we leave the party and go kick it low key?
(Aye)
Paying for the music when the rhythm so free
I'm the rhythm OG, let me talk to 'em
Pride is like a venom but its hitting so smooth
Treat me like a hero when the speaker go boom
If we get it shaking we can move the whole room
Like a super lit tomb, baby talk to 'em
(Let's get it, hey!)
If we never make it to the morning that's life
They gon' say a nigga went out litty that's right
He was getting jiggy on his very last night
Putting hoes on ice, baby talk to em
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so, feels so
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so, feels so, feels so-
Oh, oh!
When I feel your body
Up on mine
Baby alright it's time
(Aye)
When I feel yo' body
Up on mine
Baby I lose my mind
(Don't stop)
Last night
Think I got too high
I could barely speak
Mmh hmm
This time
I won't speak my mind
I'll just move my feet
(Let's get it, let's get it)
Let's get it, let's get it
It's her with the thicky fat back
Too loud for the chitter chat chat
Just bounce turn around and back back
Got the feeling that I'm really fucking with a class act
Lay it my lap lap
Ma' I need have that
This dance give a nigga flash backs
Last time that you made it clap clap
So high that I couldn't clap back
Let me talk to 'em
Last night
Think I got too high
I could barely speak
Mmh hmm
This time
I won't speak my mind
I'll just move my feet
(I'll just move my!)
Hold on wait DJ bring the beat back
I'm a real one
Scheming with Witmoney till the bills come
Even if this life is a charade I'm tryna feel some
Even though we bruised up we don't show it
But I feel it when your closest
Keep me warm
When I feel your body
Up on mine
Baby alright it's time
(Aye)
When I feel yo' body
Up on mine
Baby I lose my mind
(Don't stop)
Credits
Writer(s): Anne Johnson
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