I've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside Oh yeah, Oh yeah I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide Oh no, no, oh no Oh no, yeah, yeah I've got a feeling
: I've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside Oh yeah, Oh yeah I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide Oh no, no, oh no Oh no, yeah, yeah I've got a
feel the heat to see how much we got, we got I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots Still don't give a
of them dudes I've been Tha Boss down South, I'm just new to a few Please believe, them niggaz don't do what I do I got everything them platinum rappers
I went back home. And man I'm, I'm just in Chicago, I'm trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got acts I'm trying to get on, and like there
popped, you talk a lot, lot Laugh, rap a lot, lot sell the reefa to them kids Like a salesman on a car lot I hold my own weight Like the skill I've
get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Can't read my, can't read my No
up) [Ludacris] I feel better than I've ever felt before, Ah! Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, Ah! I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'
Bill O'Reilly, I'm a throw you a curve You mad cause I'm a THIEF and got away with words I'm a start my own beverage, it'll calm your nerves Pepsi's
you like it tall, go and work it baby doll Now a great big girl got a hell of a grip to grab a hold of Got alot of cash for a little love All they wanna
And if you're up for a rodeo I'll put a big Texas smile on your face" I said, "Girls, I ain't as good as I once was I got a few years on me now But there
the T-shirt I slept in I'm still thinkin' 'bout you If ever I needed Miami Beach It would surely be tonight But I'm headed for Cleavland I've got to
is strong and I rise where I've fallen Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle I feel the bullet go deep
to feel the heat To see how much we got, we got I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots Still don't give a
of her I ain't ever seen A little sugar, a lot of spice A little naughty, a little nice She's my little butterbean The cutest thing you've ever seen Oh my little Texas
