Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel The Girl, artist - Ms. Jade. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Feel The Girl |
| Ladies and gentlemen |
| Ladies and gentlemen |
| (Ms. Jade) Lay lay lay ladies and gentlemen |
| (Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen |
| (Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen |
| (Ms. Jade) Lay ladies and gentlemen |
| (Ms. Jade) Skrip skirt skrip lay lay |
| (Ms. Jade) La la la lay |
| Earr err err |
| Ms. Jade’s the name comin’to ruin the game |
| Bringin’the thunder and rain, bus or a train or a plane |
| Me and my girls shrivel all over the world |
| Makin’you stumble and hurl, braids, ponytails and the curls |
| I got them folk pumpin’and movin’around |
| Jumpin’and gettin’it down, sweatin’and workin’it now |
| No question, gonna throw on them clothes tonight |
| So set them bows tonight, engines gon’hum on the bikes |
| No matter if he black, peurto rican or white |
| Stiletto heels tonight, free chicken wings and some rice |
| I got your dude lickin’my toes and stuff |
| What wha wha wha what, light the chronic up! |
| I know y’all gonna love when I do it |
| I do it professional like Duro and Clue |
| Doin’it all for the loot |
| Y’all better get ya’ll asses up out the seats |
| Sweat runnin’down your cheeks, virgins turn into freaks |
| Fricka fa frick feel the girl |
| (Ms. Jaaaaaaade) |
| Fricka fa frick fa frick feel the girl |
| (Ms. Jaaaaaaade) |
| Frickida frick fa frick feel the girl she’ll |
| (Ms. Jaaaaaaade) |
| Light the chronic up! |
| Ya bet was lost, time to set it off |
| Shoppin’at the mall, don’t care what it cost |
| Concerned about who be in my sheets |
| You got beef with me? |
| Then don’t speak to me Like how my flow different kinda pace |
| Garbage and the waste, please get out my face |
| You wanna taste? |
| Miss me like I’m Mase |
| You wanna taste? |
| Lick me William H. |
| I’m leavin y’all toothless like Gerome |
| Rollin’on the chromes, two ways and the phones |
| This Philly chick ain’t wit this silly shit |
| Blunts and dutches licked, scrapin’up for rent |
| Rat smugg-el-in', like the government |
| Keep 'em bub-bel-in', take it on the chin |
| So now they all duckin’from the slugs |
| kisses and the hugs, just cut up the rug! |
| I ain’t gon’stop, 'til I’m satisfied |
| Chain hangin’like Nas, see right through the lies |
| Y’all never knew a dame could be so tight |
| killin’and feelin’it right, gettin’it on tonight |
| We keep it real, type of chicks we are |
| Gettin nice at the bar, bang it loud in your car |
| I’m from the town, niggas gon’hold me down |
| Lost but now I’m found, watch me snatch the crown |
| I clear my throat, ladies spit what I wrote |
| Takin’off my coat, stuntin’tryin to poke |
| We in the back, countin’and peelin’the stacks |
| Combin’and brushin’the tracks, y’all can’t hold me back |
| I’m comin out switchin’and changin’your route |
| Takin’it to the house, bills and large amounts |
| I got the club bouncin’and shakin’they frames |
| Glass fillin', puff and then pass, if your feelin’in Philly then dance |
| Frid fra frick fra feel the girl |
| Frid fra freaky freaky feel the girl |
| Freh freh freh feel feel feel the girl |
| Shh doha doha digga doha doha fra fricky fricky feel the girl |
| Fra fridicka feel the girl |
| Fra freh freh freh freh freh feel feel feel feel |
| Fra fra freaky feel |