G-Unit - Feel Good lyrics
[G-Unit - Feel Good lyrics]
(YAYO) yeah man, you know
You know like the cars
You know the foreign cars - European cars
(yeah)
The jewellery - you know what I'm sayin
(yeah) the big homes
We do all this shit for the bitches
When you really think about it man
(Ha ha ha ha) Even down to
The shape-up to the sneakers man
(You know how it goes
Money hoes and clothes)
You know my motto though man
(It's still MOB though)
(What's your motto?) Listen
("I'm in love again") I keep sayin'
I don't love these hoes
I keep sayin' I don't love these hoes
(Man I don't love 'em man)
("I'm in love again") I keep sayin'
I don't love these hoes
I keep sayin' I don't love these hoes
But she make me feel ("GOOD")
Ma you make me feel
("GOOD") Miss you make me feel ("GOOD")
Girl you make me feel
("GOOD") Bitch you make me feel ("GOOD")
Ma you make me feel
("GOOD") Miss you make me feel ("GOOD")
Girl you make me feel
("GOOD") Girl you make me feel ("GOOD")
My Cavalli bitch stay in LA
And my Prada mami live in BK (Ha Ha)
You know my Chloe ho, she hold a fo'-fo'
Buy her a bag, she ride it like a rodeo
I miss my Fendi chick - used
To be a Wendy's bitch
I had to supersize her now she lookin' proper
The price of good pussy ain't always worth it
It can make you insane or get you murdered
And shorty layin' on her back
While your blowin' trial
So don't trust a big butt and a smile (Naaah)
And shorty layin' on her back
While you're blowin' trial
So don't trust a big butt and a smile
You heard me? (Ah uh, Ah uh)
Special - I'm a special kind of nigga
Look at my life
Baby girl everything's bigger
The stash is bigger my cash is bigger
Your friend's cute
But you for me - see your ass is bigger
I'm into bigger things me, I like bigger shit
A nigga stunt in front of me
I buy a bigger whip the beef pop off
I'm lettin' off a bigger clip
We swallow champagne them niggas
Takin' little sips
I fucked a wack bitch she said
I had a little dick
She had a big pussy, real, real big, kid
I buy big cribs man I fly on big jets
Motherfucker, I am as big as being big gets
They say, "Banks I love you
" and I say I love me too
They throwin' it right at me what the
Fuck am I 'posed to do?
Return her to a and a couple are overdue
When I'm done what I do
I'm dumpin' 'her on the crew
And this is e'ryday - won't stop
Till I'm old and grey
I drop in the MIA pop when I'm on my stay
Shop, then I'm on my way first class to the A
I got a show later today
A small paper to play
I'm too grown for rookie shit
Too covered to get pussy whipped
Keep a extra bitch around in case
You want her pussy licked
That I'll never do that's inedible
I got somethin' better boo
My pipe game incredible
She calls me daddy
Carries my Louis Vutton luggage
Frank Miller's my wrist and
She's usin your money
These round-trip flights
Dinners at Benihana's
I call in more bitches than Isiah
Thomas and she love it
Them other hoes hate her
And plus her head game
Is better than Fantasia
Shawty I don't love you
I'm just feelin' good
I know I said I'd buy it
Did you think I really would?
You know I'm still hood
Six o'clock Jack in a Box
With your bitch at the drive-thru
You know how I do
So let's ride boo, we 'gon see
I be Brad Pitt, you be Angelina
Jolie, or Jay-Z and B, ha ha!
You know like the cars
You know the foreign cars - European cars
(yeah)
The jewellery - you know what I'm sayin
(yeah) the big homes
We do all this shit for the bitches
When you really think about it man
(Ha ha ha ha) Even down to
The shape-up to the sneakers man
(You know how it goes
Money hoes and clothes)
You know my motto though man
(It's still MOB though)
(What's your motto?) Listen
("I'm in love again") I keep sayin'
I don't love these hoes
I keep sayin' I don't love these hoes
(Man I don't love 'em man)
("I'm in love again") I keep sayin'
I don't love these hoes
I keep sayin' I don't love these hoes
But she make me feel ("GOOD")
Ma you make me feel
("GOOD") Miss you make me feel ("GOOD")
Girl you make me feel
("GOOD") Bitch you make me feel ("GOOD")
Ma you make me feel
("GOOD") Miss you make me feel ("GOOD")
Girl you make me feel
("GOOD") Girl you make me feel ("GOOD")
My Cavalli bitch stay in LA
And my Prada mami live in BK (Ha Ha)
You know my Chloe ho, she hold a fo'-fo'
Buy her a bag, she ride it like a rodeo
I miss my Fendi chick - used
To be a Wendy's bitch
I had to supersize her now she lookin' proper
The price of good pussy ain't always worth it
It can make you insane or get you murdered
And shorty layin' on her back
While your blowin' trial
So don't trust a big butt and a smile (Naaah)
And shorty layin' on her back
While you're blowin' trial
So don't trust a big butt and a smile
You heard me? (Ah uh, Ah uh)
Special - I'm a special kind of nigga
Look at my life
Baby girl everything's bigger
The stash is bigger my cash is bigger
Your friend's cute
But you for me - see your ass is bigger
I'm into bigger things me, I like bigger shit
A nigga stunt in front of me
I buy a bigger whip the beef pop off
I'm lettin' off a bigger clip
We swallow champagne them niggas
Takin' little sips
I fucked a wack bitch she said
I had a little dick
She had a big pussy, real, real big, kid
I buy big cribs man I fly on big jets
Motherfucker, I am as big as being big gets
They say, "Banks I love you
" and I say I love me too
They throwin' it right at me what the
Fuck am I 'posed to do?
Return her to a and a couple are overdue
When I'm done what I do
I'm dumpin' 'her on the crew
And this is e'ryday - won't stop
Till I'm old and grey
I drop in the MIA pop when I'm on my stay
Shop, then I'm on my way first class to the A
I got a show later today
A small paper to play
I'm too grown for rookie shit
Too covered to get pussy whipped
Keep a extra bitch around in case
You want her pussy licked
That I'll never do that's inedible
I got somethin' better boo
My pipe game incredible
She calls me daddy
Carries my Louis Vutton luggage
Frank Miller's my wrist and
She's usin your money
These round-trip flights
Dinners at Benihana's
I call in more bitches than Isiah
Thomas and she love it
Them other hoes hate her
And plus her head game
Is better than Fantasia
Shawty I don't love you
I'm just feelin' good
I know I said I'd buy it
Did you think I really would?
You know I'm still hood
Six o'clock Jack in a Box
With your bitch at the drive-thru
You know how I do
So let's ride boo, we 'gon see
I be Brad Pitt, you be Angelina
Jolie, or Jay-Z and B, ha ha!