Mase - Feel So Good Lyrics

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You ready mase?

Party people

In the place to be (uh huh)

It's about that time

For us to (yeah uh huh)

Yo what you know about goin' out

Head west red lex tv's all up in the headrest

Try and live it up

Ride true a bigger truck

Peeps all glittered up

Stick up can they go what?

Jig wit it 'cause ship crisp split it all

Ho's ride get your nut 'till I can't get it up

I'm a big man give this man room

I'd a hit everything from cancun to grant's tomb

Why you standin' on the wall?

Hand 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 baguettes in my rolls

Wreck shows collect those extra o's

Buy the e get a key to the lex to hold

East west every state come on bury the hate

Millions the only thing we in a hurry to make

Are the friend that act's friend in a lex or a benz

Let's begin bring this bs to 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

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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

Ah ah

You can't understand we be waikiki

Sippin' dp to the tv look greedy

Little kids see me way out in dc

With a z3 chrome vb's they wanna be me

Nigga's talkin' shit 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 stylishing cars 'cause they all true nig'

So while you daydream my mercedes gleam

And I deal with ho's that pose in maybeline

One time you had it all I ain't mad at ya'll

Now give me the catalog I'll show you how daddy bought

Six cars and power to fire big stars

Sit up ceo style smokin' on cigars nigga

It's like y'all be talkin' funny

I don't understand language of people with short money

Come on

Repeat 1

Ah ah

Do mase got the ladies?

Do puff drive mercedes?

Take hits from the 80's?

But do it sound so crazy?

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 the way you met me

With a jet ski attached to a se

Smoke my nestle no mad rap-ass cat

Where my check be?

Problem with y'all I say it directly

Went from hard to sweet starved to eat

From no hoes at shows to menage in suites

Now I be the cat that be hard to meet

Gettin' head from girls

That used to hardly speak

Come on

Repeat 1 until fade

Mase

Harlem world

Bad boy

Goodfellaz baby

Yeah

And we won't stop

'cause we can't stop

Mason betha

Yeah

Owwwww come on

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