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It Feels So Good

アーティスト:Twista  アルバム:Adrenaline Rush 

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(INTRO) This goes out to all riders worldwide Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride where playa hatin killers and the hood niggaz thrive And lame motherfuckers can barely survive (Verse 1) One morning I woke up next to a thick bitch Took a shower dried off brushed the gold teeth like Slick Rick Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the flesh Think I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit The high discover me, hit the front porch Two women butterly lovely in front of me got my head gone I sent the bitch in the bed home cuz one of them got chocolate big thighs and the other one was a redbone Where y'all goin y'all thick as hell What's your name I wanna get up with y'all tonight shit I got some homies that lonely never phony we on some hype shit Call up the buddies you be tight with We ain't really gon be doin too much though We just ridin around bumpin sounds trippin out while we flame janes Tappin the horn at the homies that gangbang and slang 'caine to maintain to mob's the same thing Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some ass a bit Speedpass the clit and get passionate Grab the buckle and unfasten it and we can get into some ol' nasty shit Live if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus This ain't no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie Tell your girls we gonna be sliding by but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high cause it feels so good (Chorus) It feels so good how we kick it in the hood like so good (When we ridin high) Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes Straight pimpin with nowhere to go And it feels so good the way we kick it in the hood like so good (When we ridin high) Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes Straight pimpin with nowhere to go (Verse 2) Me and my homies hooked up some cowards took up when niggas we lust smokin some but the flame tight Trippin off how we survivin the rugged terrain and try to hang tight getting fucked up on gang night Used to be gang fights now we gotta try to relax with the scrap Even we sent Deebo back to back to back We still be holdin' stacks of packs Rollin through wit black blacks, blunt reds, ash trays, and crack sacks Hustlin and chillin's what I'm focusin on Fiendin through bitch's cribs hopin it's on If ain't no strokin we strollin along Rollin the chrome out really trippin because we take the smoke to the dome Bumpin the tunes while bigger


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