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Track Mase - Feel so Good

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    You ready Mase? Party people In the place to be It's about that time For us to Yeah, uh-huh [First Verse] Yo, what you know about goin' out? Head wet, red Lex TV's all up in the headrest Try and live it up Ride into Bigger truck Peace all Glittered up Sticker kid N**** what? Jig with the cut Sip Cris, spit it up Hoes ride, get your nut 'Til I can't get it up I'm a big man, give this man room I'm a hit everything, from Cancun to man's tomb Why you standin' on the wall? Hangin' on your balls Lighting up drugs Always fightin' in the club I'm the reason they made the dress code They figure I wouldn't wild when I'm in my French clothes Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes Neck full of gold, but gets in my Rolls Reck shows, collect those, extra O's Buy an E, get a key, to the Lex To hold, East, West, every state Come on, bury the hate Millions the only thing We in the area to make Better friend or ex-friend In a Lex or a Benz Let's begin Bring this BS to an end Come on [Chorus] 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, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if i could I wouldn't change you if i could I wouldn't change you if i could [Verse Two] You can't understand, we be Ride kinky, sippin' DP To the TV, look greedy Little kids see me, way out in DC With a Z3, chrome VB's They want to be me N****'s talkin' s*** They ought to quit I'm fortunate They don't see a fourth what I get And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip Just started seeing cars 'Cause they alternate So while you daydream Mama's city gleam And I deal with hoes That pose In Maybelline One time you had it all I ain't mad at y'all Now give me the catalog I'll show you how daddy ball Six cars in power The five big stars Phillip, see, O, Chaz smokin' on cigars N**** It's like ya'll Be talkin' funny I don't understand language In people with short money Come on [Chorus] [Verse Three] Do Mase got the ladies? Yeah, yeah Do Puff drive Mercedes? Yeah, yeah Take hits from the 80's? Yeah, yeah But do it sound so crazy? Yeah, yeah Well me personally It's nothin' personal I do what work for me You do what work for you And I dress with what I was blessed with Never been arrested For nothin' domestic And I chill They way you met me With a jet ski Attached to a SE Smoke my Nestle No mad rap Ask Cat Where my check be? Problem with y'all I say it directly Went from hard to sweeps Started to eat From no hoes at shows To manaj in suites Now I be the cat That be hard to meet Gettin' head from girls That used to hardly speak Come on [Chorus: x5]
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