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Lloyd - Feelin You lyrics
Yeah, I feel so cool Hey (hey, hey, hey) Oo yeah Said I’m rollin down tha Ave. Wit a bunch of cash In my duffel bag Going away to my bachelor pad To pop a few tags And have my stash And I’m out tha door Wit my foot on tha gas Movin fast Tryin not to crash Dam sure hope thys party lasts So I can see shawti shake her ass I seen her posin On tha corner Wit a red lollipop in hand Gettin noticed by every man Horns is blowin frum every van So I walked over and I told her I wanted to know if she can Shake tha junk thas in tha trunk Shawti let’s dance… Cuz I love tha way you walk In them high heeled shoes And I love tha way you talk Gurl, I’m feelin you Ain’t no more I can take It’s how you move And baby I can’t wait Til I’m feelin you Shawti tha way I feel when she Walks by me is incredible But she must know I can’t go Cuz her back is up against tha wall She’s so off tha chain Wit that thang frum a far Ain’t no doubt she’s a superstar Gurl I need to know who you are Thys club is jumpin Tha music’s bumpin And it’s extra packed frum wall to wall It’s not a lot of room to move at all As we make our move to tha bar She’s truly bra to tha point Where I’m nothing, but a jar And I drool and all Can’t feel shyt, like I was Hit by a movin car, yeah… Cuz I love tha way you walk (Tha way you walk, walk) In them high heeled shoes (In them high heeled shoes) And I love tha way you talk (Tha way you talk) Gurl, I’m feelin you (Gurl I’m feelin you) Ain’t no more I can take (No more I can take) It’s how you move (Gurl, it’s how you move) And baby I can’t wait (Oh) Til I’m feelin you (Feelin you) Oh (oh) so let my mind blow While she throwin back Same way that Deetay Do wit tha track By breakin and shakin and makin it clap Goin frum my lap Down to tha floor mat She only dance flow Don’t know how to act Gurl let’s go home I got room in tha ‘Lac You bad to tha bone Can I get wit that? Oh (oh) I smoke that, it’s on and She lookin at me like she want it Telling me to hurry, cum jump up on it Threw tha booty up, She’s tryin to flaunt it (flaunt it) And I got enough on you Be comfortable, cum spend tha mornin Shawti, yo body is potent Can I get a dose of you, cuz… I love tha way you walk In them high heeled shoes And I love tha way you talk Gurl, I’m feelin you Ain’t no more I can take (I can take) It’s how you move (Oh yeah, ay) And baby I can’t wait (Can’t wait no more, no) Til I’m feelin you I’m feelin you, oh, oh, I feel so cool Hey (hey, hey, hey) Oh yeah, oo dirrty I feel so cool, oh yeah, ay yeah |
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