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from DJ Felli Fel - Feel It (2009)
Hey! Won't you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this Platinum? If you want some of daddy All you gotta do is ask for some I'm feelin up on your booty, shawty Please don't try to move me, shawty I'm trying to be the life of the party Shawty, shawty Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? Gal, me a know you a top class A go an shake that fat ass, gimme the wind and stop fast Me a da top boss, come gimme that quick cast The whole night and I stop floss Inna the tight charts Me wan a touching all the right parts Make ya get twight ass See your body from afar, just like a night hawk My girl a fi in NASCAR I got that good love for you That a me wan tell you from the first time I see you Run with the boy, then a jus' now I gi' you With trife coming now see ya sitting well tight And ya know see me just now credit All night long me a wet it and set it I'll be the man that giving it to you All night gal know by the gate men a fight Hey! Won't you yank on some of this Cali? Sip on some of this Platinum? If you want some of daddy All you gotta do is ask for some I'm pimping up on your booty, shawty Please don't try to move me, shawty I'm trying to be the life of the party Shawty, shawty Can you feel it? I wanna know! (Me pagado mega rica) Can you feel it? I wanna know! (I'ma make you feel it right quick, ha ha ha) Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? Sean Paul, Felli, Pit, T-Pain Mami over there off the chain Ass gorgeous, lips insane Hips like boom and a ass like bang One time for them boys on the block All pushing that ying and that yang, you know That D, that rock, that cane Aww, yeah mane! Now she moving like she can't stop She can be from Thailand that way that she bang cock I'm telling, your mami do anything And she throwing it back like a b-b-boomerang I went a little bit below her belly ring Like a belly ring, badabing, hm, badaboom Now dim the lights down in the room While I slide in you like, ooh can you feel it naughty? Hey! Won't you yank on some of this Cali? Sip on some of this Platinum? If you want some of daddy All you gotta do is ask for some I'm pimping up on your booty, shawty Please don't try to move me, shawty I'm trying to be the life of the party Shawty, shawty Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown (Feel it) DJ Felli Fel I'ma make ya shake now (Can you feel it?) Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown (Feel it) DJ Felli I'm so so (Can you feel it?) Hey! Lil' mama Cali, get married Cr-crack up, try to get to know daddy West coast for me baby, start that fatty Let it go below your waist like you at Bally's This Total Fitness, can you feel it? Break it up or yeah you will get the business Lil' mama asking, I'm writing your wishes I got it bad I'm addicted to thickness I'm trying to be your connect, fool 'round might get you wet Like when you turn on the jets, hello I'm in to caress Look there's a spot on your neck, for sure your bottom is next Just know I'm all on ya chest, I know I'm making ya sweat She trippin', shawty look at my set We trippin', I know you gotta collect Keep dippin', pop up my collar, the best We limpin', the money flippin' Won't you yank on some of this Cali? Sip on some of this Platinum? If you want some of daddy All you gotta do is ask for some I'm pimping up on your booty, shawty Please don't try to move me, shawty I'm trying to be the life of the party Shawty, shawty Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? (Can you feel it?!) |
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from DJ Felli Fel - Finer Things [single] (2008)
Uh, Felli Fel, Neyo, Yeesy, Calm Down, Easy, Easy.
Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man, But He Can't Do What I Can, Let Me, Show You What You been missing, Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing, Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing, Let Me, Show You What You been Missing, Right About This Time Raise Your Glasses, What's My Modivation, That Ass is, Start A Conversation, Like As If, You Really Want To Know About A Day In That Shit, Go Ahead And Tell The Dj To Play Swizz, So I Ain't Gotta Tell These Hoes Who I Is, Bitches Hatin Again That's Music Too Me Ear's, What's You Think My Fuel Was For All Of These Years? I'm Inspired When People Don't Like Me, It Keep Me Writing So Exiting, She Said No Just sight seeing, Maybe That's Just Because You Ain't Found The Right Thing? Yeah! Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man, But He Can't Do What I Can, Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing, Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing, Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing, Let Me, Show You What Your Missing, Let Me Show You What Is Like Too Be The Wife Of A Nigga With A Life, That Make Your Head Spin Around, See It's Funny Because I Know What You Like, But I Be See'in You With Nigga's That Ain't Right, Round Hard Top, Know'in That You Really, Really Want's Your Top Down, Know'in Really that it's Time Too Stop a Run Around We Don't Live Twice, Only Life Once, And I Know You Like Nice, So How You Gone Front On Me? Baby, I'm The Boss JD, With Him It's A Limit, With Me It's A Spree, He Buy Car's, I Write You Poetry, He Send Flowers, I Send Mercedez, Like Ye, Say, Heaven Is Anytthing That Heaven It is, And Yes, I Guess, I'm Into Trick'in Of Buiss, But Shit, If You Had It Like I Got It, The You Got It As A Kid, You Say The Same Thing To A Girl, That I Just Said Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man, But He Can't Do What I Can, Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing, Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing, Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing, Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing, The Life I Live, Fit For A King, Now All I Need Fine Little Dime That's Sharin My Shine We Sit Back And Watch The Haters Go Blind, I'm Not Tryna Keep It Lost Too A Minimum, If You Associating Been In Em Winnin Em, Then I say I Was Nine Out Of Ten Of Them, Frankly I No Ben And Them I Like Spendin Them, You Like The Smooth And Can White Lend'in Them, You Wan't A Thug, Hey I Look Good In A Timb, You Might Win Some, But Everybody Lost One, I Put A Check On That Like Airforce One's, It's Easier To Lose Her Then To Find Her, So Wine Her And Dine Her, And Treat Her To The Finer, Things, Lines, From The Top Designers, Bling, Shine, Like You Tryn'a Blind Her, These Are Just Reminder's, Just Too Sign Her, Show Her You Find Her, Eight, One Of A Kind Her, See Alote Of Ass, And That One Behind Her! Let's Just Say That I'm Diggin That Like A Miner, Ya Digg Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man, Shoure He Can't Do What I Can, Let Me, Show You What Your Missing, Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing, Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing, Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing, KanYe, NeYo, JD, Low So, Felli Fel On The Track, All The Hater Take Two Step's Back. And We Gone! |
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from DJ Felli Fel - Get Buck In Here (2008)
chea
it's that incredible shit talk to em there's too many beautiful ladies in the house tonight felli hey i think we need to hit em off with somethin proper somethin okay whoo they call me diddy dj felli fel testing one two three testin one two three check this out listen to me listen it's tricky i'm picky baby but i just spotted you doin your thang g string shoe string point of view hey lend me ya body you got me in a zone bet a million and a half cash i can make you explode you don't wanna brave the cold you want a day of combs i can take you on outer limits away from home i'm whylin fo' sho in a middle of the club doin a rodeo show the hoes seem steamy wet dreamy invisible sets gleamy you need me ease me please me baby i may be am a little crazy but in a way that they playa pay me don't make me get buck in here shorty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners too much booty for one man to handle when all i need is a one night scandal and i'ma get buck in here damn lil mama know you fit my standards you're the type that make me grip that handle lick shots in the air bustin that random while you make it clap clap clap clap clap you gotta shake that thang shake that thang while you make it clap clap clap clap clap just shake that thang shake that thang she can make it clap like a standin ovation spin like my record at your radio station feel the sen sation i put it right there they be like luda i be like he yeaaaaah you like it like that don't cha baby the flow's insane and the stroke is crazy i stroke so good like tiger woods then i rowrr like a tiger would my livelihood is not hollywood i'm still southside atlanta that's a lively hood a circus big top like ringling brothers if you wanna learn somethin bring your mother sit back and observe invite your friends we can mix it all up like juice and gin felli on the celly with a couple of twins cause tonight damn right we gon' do it again don't make me get buck in here shorty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners too much booty for one man to handle when all i need is a one night scandal and i'ma get buck in here damn lil mama know you fit my standards you're the type that make me grip that handle lick shots in the air bustin that random while you make it clap clap clap clap clap you gotta shake that thang shake that thang while you make it clap clap clap clap clap just shake that thang shake that thang listen women lace em g4 jet flyin twist em crooked cell phone number's private flip em change em prissy i'm bougie the hood game em taste em trizzies i run em i'm good leather or silk i melt them all love em leave em give em hell fo sure don't stop tell em words they mind and soul deserve or give 'em things the might prefer san tropez or mandarin sweet massage em pimp game em grants and benz i charge em used to style em now i just virgin isle em karma sutra freaky don't make me get buck in here shorty drop it to the ground like she ain't got manners too much booty for one man to handle when all i need is a one night scandal and i'ma get buck in here damn lil mama know you fit my standards you're the type that make me grip that handle lick shots in the air bustin that random hold up bust that shit fuck that shit yo yo yo yo it's yo' boy lil' jon yeah time to take this motherfucker to another levellllll let's go y'all ain't ready get yo motherfuckin hands up hey put em up put em up motherfuckin hands up hey put em up put em up motherfuckin drinks up hey put em up put em up motherfuckin drinks up buc in this bitch get buck in this bitch get buck in this bitch get crunk in this bitch get crunk in this bitch get crunk in this bitch get crunk in this bitch get crunk in this bitch heeeeeey heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey aiyyo felli you a fool for that one man a ha |
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