Feel It Songtext
von Three 6 Mafia

DJ, turn the music
I wanna feel it
3 6 mafia, Kingston
Tiesto

I say DJ, turn the music up
And send another round going to my cup
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)

DJ, let the music drop
We going all night let the party rock
I wanna feel It
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)


I′m at the bar, going have a bar
Sippin' Kettle One, stumbling to the car
But I don′t wanna leave 'cause it's too crunk
These girls got a lot of junk in the trunk

Red bar, black bone, white top, mid tone
Gettin′ that back and it′s on, I'ma gigolo and it′s gone
A freak of the week tryna get a piece
Better know how to booze stay to the beat

All on the floor, I gotta get this
Getting' that ass and I′m sayin'
I′m in the club, drinks up, get wasted
I can't get to taste it

All on the floor, I gotta get this
Getting' that ass and I′m sayin′

I say DJ, turn the music up
And send another round going to my cup
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)


DJ, let the music drop
We going all night let the party rock
I wanna feel It
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)

She face down, she ass up, I see her gettin' it for free
So it put my money up before we bar up
The drinks keep flowing and flowing
She make that booty pop, it just keep growing and growing

You know I had to gonna get her up on that we on
Singin′ in the world but a singing drunk girl
But break it down, down, down
To the ground, ground, ground

I say DJ, turn the music up
And send another round going to my cup
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)

DJ, let the music drop
We going all night let the party rock
I wanna feel It
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)

Hey, I got stuck like it's the first of the month
In the projects just got paid, DJ
Keep it coming Keep on breaking ′em off
And bring it back just for the hood say

Still spending gwap when the women they fly
Rappin' the bottom ain′t got it no lie
Travel the world in the G4 a lot
Poe boy the family and we get it hot

I got the beat when the music is live
Rock to the beat like my name can survive
Give me that heat till we all feel the fire
I'm in the streets but the club get me high

Party, get shine that rock the body
The fellas on the rock that shades Bacardi
We do it none stop get on Bacardi
151 and get retarded

I say DJ, turn the music up
And send another round going to my cup
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)

DJ, let the music drop
We going all night let the party rock
I wanna feel It
(Ohh, ohh)
I wanna feel it
(Ohh, ohh)