Dirt Nasty, Andre Legacy - Can U Feel It lyrics
[Dirt Nasty, Andre Legacy - Can U Feel It lyrics]
Dyslexic yo this is DJ AM and you
Bitch-asses listenin' to Dirt Nasty
Dirt Nasty
Dysclexic
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Andre Legacy, chop lifted
The money ain't nothin'
Can you feel the music? The shit's bumpin'
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Not a Puerto Rican but was in Menudo
Dirt Nasty, put the jew in judo
Ju don't know me homie, puto
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's
That's when I rest my coocko doo doo
High Alamo
I'm fuckin' magnificent
Hoes throws roses when I enter the premises
Dirt Nasty's a lesbian
I eat the taco like a Mexican
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
I'm feelin' this beat
Like I feel the heat on this LA streets
It's 80 degrees
And my green G-string let my balls breathe
I told da bitch: "Please
Hold my meat by the ocean breeze
Get on your knees
Can you feel it"? We on Malibu beach
I got a sweet release
Like a jump shot from the Kobe beef
We're rollin' deep
With three stone cold freaks
And a gold Caprice
Yo mane I know how the gango
Wanna be famous? Hang out with us
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Man Legacy I don't know if
They feelin' this shit man
The shit's bumpin'
Check this out! We're bringin' this shit
Back to old school like
Welcome to the jungle
We can cuddle or you can take in the bunghole
You're in some serious trouble
When I fuck you on the deck of the
Broken glass everywhere
Fat bitches stare as my baby sneaky isn't
Whipple down the stairs
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
The Legacy and Dirt we goin' on and on
Like Chaka Khan
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
Mama said knock you out
I can't box so I put a fat cock in your mouth
Legacy taught me how to rap
So I taught him and Mickey how to act
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Bitch-asses listenin' to Dirt Nasty
Dirt Nasty
Dysclexic
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Andre Legacy, chop lifted
The money ain't nothin'
Can you feel the music? The shit's bumpin'
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Not a Puerto Rican but was in Menudo
Dirt Nasty, put the jew in judo
Ju don't know me homie, puto
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's
That's when I rest my coocko doo doo
High Alamo
I'm fuckin' magnificent
Hoes throws roses when I enter the premises
Dirt Nasty's a lesbian
I eat the taco like a Mexican
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
I'm feelin' this beat
Like I feel the heat on this LA streets
It's 80 degrees
And my green G-string let my balls breathe
I told da bitch: "Please
Hold my meat by the ocean breeze
Get on your knees
Can you feel it"? We on Malibu beach
I got a sweet release
Like a jump shot from the Kobe beef
We're rollin' deep
With three stone cold freaks
And a gold Caprice
Yo mane I know how the gango
Wanna be famous? Hang out with us
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Man Legacy I don't know if
They feelin' this shit man
The shit's bumpin'
Check this out! We're bringin' this shit
Back to old school like
Welcome to the jungle
We can cuddle or you can take in the bunghole
You're in some serious trouble
When I fuck you on the deck of the
Broken glass everywhere
Fat bitches stare as my baby sneaky isn't
Whipple down the stairs
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
The Legacy and Dirt we goin' on and on
Like Chaka Khan
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
Mama said knock you out
I can't box so I put a fat cock in your mouth
Legacy taught me how to rap
So I taught him and Mickey how to act
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)
Can you feel it?
(uh huh, can you feel our shit?)
Can you feel it?
(come on, can you feel this dick?)