Roady - Fat Freddy's Drop Edit

Feels so good yeah yeah yeah...

You know it feels so good,
When I know you're skankin' with me.
So good when I know you're skankin'.
So good when you do.

Yes it feels so good,
When I know you're rockin' with me.
So good when I know you're rockin'.
So good when you do.

Yes it feels so good,
When I know you're skankin' with me.
So good when I know you're skankin'.
So good when you do.

Yes, it feels so good,
When I know you're rockin' with me.
So good when I know you're rockin'.
So good when you do.

Said it feels so good, never wanted to leave,
Back on the mic, and we do it with ease.
Lovin' every minute when we get on a bender,
We take the music to the limit when we love and live it!

Say, where do you go?
Where do you go?
Well I'd really like to know, oh,
Where you go.

When it all comes down to it,
And the pressure's on for life,
How do you keep on skankin' through
The darkness, through the light.

How do you ride it through,
Like it's your nature to,
Well, I've been watchin' you,
Watchin' the things you do.
I see the way you groove,
Make me believe your ways,
Where do you go to play,
Show me that peaceful place, the peaceful place, yeah.

I'm back, yo I'm a Sheelahroc the microphone,
Who's back - Fat Freddy's, me, we all up in the zone.
Special Editions are found and stored in the South created.
I had a plan to elevate and so I elevated.
Up in the sky, the heavens goin' far beyond,
Expectations of myself and where I came from.
Open your eyes and take a look at what's before you now,
You didn't know how to do it, you bet I show you how.
I got the lyrics and, I've got the beats,
Even if you don't like us, you just:

Do it for the love of music...
Do it for the love of music...
Do it for the love of music...
Do it for the love of music...
Do it for the love of music...
Woah.

Spark to the fire, push to the flame,
Mentally project positive all day.
Can't stand the limit, down to the one drop minor,
All together on the fire,
Fire!
And push to the flame,
Mentally project positive all day.
Can't stand the limit.

Do it for the love of music,
Woah.

Fire.
Fire.
Fire.

Do it for the love of music,
Woah.

Fire.
Fire.
Fire.
Fire.
Fire.

I see,
On the horizon,
We come to burn pride,
Pushing for the truth and the right.
We come, we don't stop,
Free flow, moving with the drop,
Taking it to multiple directions,
Pulling you in, we're universal connections.
Free, soul collective, I'm respective,
Never dwelling on the negative, I respect this.
Beat this jam,
Puttin' in work for the Rasta, plan,
Keepin' it fresh for the heads who be,
Non-stop droppin' it naturally,

Droppin' on a regular basis.
Droppin' on a regular basis.

Droppin' on a regular basis.

Droppin' on a regular-
-pin' on a regular
-pin' on a regular basis.



Credits
Writer(s): Dallas Tamaira, Paeora Apera, Karoline Tamati, Warren Maxwell, Joseph Lindsay, Toby Laing, Chris Faiumu, Tehimana Kerr, Iain Gordon
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