Feel So Good Songtext
von 2 Brothers on the 4th Floor
Feel So Good Songtext
[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
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 cuz 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 ya'll 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 ya'll 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
Cuz we can't stop
Mason Betha
Yeah
Owwwww, come on
Move as I groove on. Now put your dancing shoes on.
It's time to realize you can rise to the top.
Now don't you ever stop.
Sometimes in live when you feel like giving up.
You got to keep your head up. Be the best you can.
Strive in your live to make a masterplan.
Here I am, here I am bam.
Positive vibes for the mind so slam.
All the negativity around you and me.
Feel free mentally. Break the chain holding you down.
To the ground turn up the sound.
Here it is if you wanna try.
Keep your head up and reach for the sky.
Feel the vibe moving your mind.
Feel the vibe always on time.
Elevate you got what it takes. Elevate it's not too late.
I got the remedy just follow me.
Fly high with no XTC. It's real and natural.
You feel good like I know you would.
Knock, knock, knock. Who is it.
R.O.C.K. the lyrical wizard. Get ready to fly with me.
To a place with mysteries.
Close your eyes, let yourself go.
Don't be afraid cause you got to know.
Here it is you wanna try.
Keep your head up and reach for the sky
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
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 cuz 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 ya'll 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 ya'll 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
Cuz we can't stop
Mason Betha
Yeah
Owwwww, come on
Move as I groove on. Now put your dancing shoes on.
It's time to realize you can rise to the top.
Now don't you ever stop.
Sometimes in live when you feel like giving up.
You got to keep your head up. Be the best you can.
Strive in your live to make a masterplan.
Here I am, here I am bam.
Positive vibes for the mind so slam.
All the negativity around you and me.
Feel free mentally. Break the chain holding you down.
To the ground turn up the sound.
Here it is if you wanna try.
Keep your head up and reach for the sky.
Feel the vibe moving your mind.
Feel the vibe always on time.
Elevate you got what it takes. Elevate it's not too late.
I got the remedy just follow me.
Fly high with no XTC. It's real and natural.
You feel good like I know you would.
Knock, knock, knock. Who is it.
R.O.C.K. the lyrical wizard. Get ready to fly with me.
To a place with mysteries.
Close your eyes, let yourself go.
Don't be afraid cause you got to know.
Here it is you wanna try.
Keep your head up and reach for the sky
Writer(s): GRAEME LOUIS MICHAEL PLEETH, SIMON JOHN BELOFSKY, LINUS CHRISTOPHER BURDICK, SONIA MARINA CLARKE Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com