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Daz Dillinger - Feels Good lyrics
(Hook - Lataya Williams) (Feels so good) Feels good to know that someone loves you (To know someone loves you) Feels good to know someone cares (I wanna feel you) It's been a long time since I felt you Just call my name I'll be there (Feels so good) (Daz) Young Daz rollin through high surbuban, swervin Down the block, catchin eyes and cutie pies Observe, that is somethin particular, met 'em ??? town Homegirl what's ya name, she replied the same Yo baby lookin fly, I could see it in her eye Respect me, you best be prepared when you sex me Since I let you tell it girl I could rock you 'til your heart stops Down to your knees like just like havin a seizure Please you with the conversation ?? ??? Later on, have you chillin talkin 'bout livin lavish and bubble bathes Kickin it on the Ave, young Daz trippin off the times we had Wasn't usual but it was crucial, that I had the bomb and you had it Couldn't even get mad, it wasn't expected from the baddest girl around town I paged you early in the day, by 10:30 have it all locked down What you did to me couldn't be duplicated, you made it the bomb Even playa hated sometimes, keep in mind When you layed your head, you knew you layed it in the right place When you gave it up girl, you knew you ran the right race Make it hot and sweet, give your body to me Young Daz, sho' 'nuff gon' get it, homegirl And it feels good baby (Hook) (Kurupt) In my mind's eye all I see is time passin by, will I make it to the other side Ready to ride, we was all born to die But will I die alone, baby girl what's it gon' be She got the bombest shape I ever seen before Man, she got a brother thinkin 'bout never doin wrong, man Go on girl with your bad ass, she got her own bank account, makin her own cash I might be movin to fast, but with an ass shaped like that She's the shit, plus she makes her own money, she ain't after my chips I mean what more could I ask for, what else would I blast for Catch a G dippin by high at the sky, I lace the game Everybody wants the best, and every gangsta has a gangstaress When I pulled on the block lovin the hood like a muthafucka Then I seen my girl, felt good from that moment on (Hook) (Daz) Yo Daz (get busy) Kurupt (get busy) All my ladies (get busy) It don't stop (get busy) Ay yo Daz (get busy) Kurupt (get busy) It don't stop y'all (get busy) It don't stop y'all (get busy) Who ya down for (you) To ride or die, to lie, baby just for you) Wouldn't trade you for no money or no girls It was me and you to rule the world (it was me and you to rule the world) She cruise my neighborhood draggin the ground, layin it down on hundred spokes Flossin with her homegirls with no shirt Pull around the corner, Dana Dane's shinin She see me on the grind and on the front line and You know where I hang, about handlin things Be on the corner where the bangers bang Flossin the neighborhood with your homegirls yellin "whoo, whoo" (Kurupt) Lookin extra cute, G'd in my Coupe Get your bounce on baby girl, I love her Plus you'll bounce with me, I adore her 'Cause she'll blaze an ounce with me (say what) Khakis more creased than mine She's gangstafied, she wears Dickies not Calvin Kleins Never ignore me 'cause she adores me, ya know, ya know (Hook to fade) |
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