an end Come on 1 - Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good Bad, bad
What kind of girl wey make love dey be so What kind of girl wey make love dey djoum so What kind of girl wey make love dey sweet so This girl be nice
ya boys watch ya back Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya Mess with the best and the vest couldn't help ya Scream, if ya feel me; see it clearly
Sure Feels Good Under The Summer Sun In Here U Got 2 Options Get A Gun Or Run Ma First Car Was A Spaceship No Hooptie Champ Hoody N Boots No Gucci Yayo
ladies in the house tonight Let me here you say-e-ay (hey-e-ay) If my fellas in the house tonight Let me here you say-e-ay (hey-e-ay) --repeat 1X--
up! Feel! See I'm about to wake it up! Feel! I'm about to wake it up! Don't It feel so good girl [Verse Two - E-40] Good God Almighty! Look at that body
I'on mean to be plushin you off, come on ma, I'm gettin this paper, so why you gettin (wild for the night) Fo real ma, if I couldnt hold it down and take
nigga keep comin like I told you he was So lemme close the door Don't be comin to this muthafucka knockin Lookin for some action I'ma tell you right now
on me? I got a beam on you You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you Beeitch! Like it always be Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me! You gon' have to
lace me with money He knows when I want it And I'm never gonna leave my baby My thugged out no good baby [Erick Seamon:] Uh, so mean, never seen the
screamed, "Owww! My appendix feels like they could burst! Teacher, teacher, quick I need a naked nurse!" [N] "What's the matter?" [E] "I don't know,
harm. It frees yo mind, so yo kind can follow. (Yeahhh.) So wide you can't get around it So low you can't get under it So high you can't get over it
kiss my ass, because whoa-ho-hoo Hey L Don you feel me? [L Don] Yeah yeah yeah I feel you You and Jay crazy man, but it's all good Let's go [R. Kelly
mine Stop that Akki, 'fore I send shots though your body Make 'em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee I feel the line's drawn here, nuttin
up Let em play with the dick in the truck Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs Divorce him and split his bucks Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread so
ho una lingua d?oro e faccio discorsi da un milione di dollari il mio inglese e pessimo ma il mio suono e perfetto per questo tutti mi rispettano sono
somethin' about you The way i'm lookin' at you, whatever Keep lookin' at me Gettin' scared now, right Dont feel me baby it's just Justin Feel good right