Baby Bash, Russell Lee - Feelin Me (On Tha Cool) lyrics
[Baby Bash, Russell Lee - Feelin Me On Tha Cool lyrics]
She's in love with a hustla
She only messing with them suckas
Looking so good
Little tight jeans on and G-string on
And I know that she be feeling me
She in love with a hustla
Someone she could trust uh
Someone she could get down with
Cause she don't mess with suckas
Sleep all day, and grind all night
Living in the fast lane
The game's nothing polite
So I'm laced up tight
Cause, I ain't into lagging
She love to watch me in the
Mirror when I'm doing my stabbing
And she ain't into punks
Giving em bruises and bumps
And she know I blow big
So she be twisting my blunts
That's real talk
Coming from a real hog on the block
She love the playboy lifestyle
The knots and the rocks
And even though sometime
It might seem strange
She wouldn't trade it in
With none of she thangs
Well now she might of caught my
Ass like once or twice
But she'd rather stick with me
Instead of rolling the dice
Cause she know I'm official
So why take a chance
And end up with a over jealous sucka romance
Love to see me get the lapdance
Every now and then huh
Never fuck around with her
Stripper girlfriends huh
Now that's living like, who's the boss
Yeah she liking the money
But she loving my sauce
Even though she approached by
Them big time ballas
She ain't having that cause
Ain't another like papa
And her parents just don't understand
What kind of man she in love with
But she don't give a damn
One day we gone get it together
One day we gone keep it together
She only messing with them suckas
Looking so good
Little tight jeans on and G-string on
And I know that she be feeling me
She in love with a hustla
Someone she could trust uh
Someone she could get down with
Cause she don't mess with suckas
Sleep all day, and grind all night
Living in the fast lane
The game's nothing polite
So I'm laced up tight
Cause, I ain't into lagging
She love to watch me in the
Mirror when I'm doing my stabbing
And she ain't into punks
Giving em bruises and bumps
And she know I blow big
So she be twisting my blunts
That's real talk
Coming from a real hog on the block
She love the playboy lifestyle
The knots and the rocks
And even though sometime
It might seem strange
She wouldn't trade it in
With none of she thangs
Well now she might of caught my
Ass like once or twice
But she'd rather stick with me
Instead of rolling the dice
Cause she know I'm official
So why take a chance
And end up with a over jealous sucka romance
Love to see me get the lapdance
Every now and then huh
Never fuck around with her
Stripper girlfriends huh
Now that's living like, who's the boss
Yeah she liking the money
But she loving my sauce
Even though she approached by
Them big time ballas
She ain't having that cause
Ain't another like papa
And her parents just don't understand
What kind of man she in love with
But she don't give a damn
One day we gone get it together
One day we gone keep it together