Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel Me, artist - Big Moe.
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Feel Me |
Uh its Noke D baby |
In here with Twin & Gwin |
K-Luv nah I’m talkin bout |
Its 2002 what ya’ll gon do? |
(Keep It Real Gangsta!) |
Man its been along time comin |
Wave Ya Hands If Ya Feel Me |
Drop ya top and keep it real yea |
Wave Ya Hands If Ya Feel Me |
Drop ya top and keep it real yea |
(Big Moe) |
Now if you keep it real lil ma go on, put ya hands up |
I jus need some scrilla ma go on pull ya pants up |
Now you can stand up or you can drop down |
Open up wide lil mama say «EEEYYY» |
Now I know you throwed dime piece fa sho |
When we talkin now I see ya tongue ring glow |
And you not like them other lil boppaz |
You kinda throwed you can break us off proper |
Ain’t no trippin wit you cause I like what we do |
Its always somethin new that is why you gotta… |
(Big Moe) |
If you keepin it real go on raise ya hands up |
South seia felias go on raise ya dress up |
Let ya candle dance in one stance |
Turn up yo sound let your system enhance |
Now ya know we throwed playas dont save hoes |
Candy on chrome pop trunk on glow |
Crawlin like a gator on the dark now |
Ya know I gotta pint po’ed in a Sprite |
Ain’t no talking to the laws |
The laws can kiss my balls |
Dont do the speed limit when I crawl |
If ya know what I’m talkin about ya’ll |
(K-Luv) |
Lemme tell ya how it feel when ya droppin ya top |
Pullin up at Exxon and ya watchin 'em bop |
Makin it hop bringin it not |
Pullin through the Cario with a bad hoe drippin ya knot |
Grabbin the Glock cause sometimes boys be hatin |
Mad when they see young K-Luv skatin |
Down to get my cake baby with the top reclined |
Casey in the 4-door with the dot to yo spine |
(Toon) |
Toon expedition we ain’t playin no games |
We gon park the 6 so we can floss the range |
40 inch chain so my piece can hang |
Ball kappa tennis shoes is a everyday thing |
Purple stuff up in our cup we drank |
While sippin on a gallon heres the tap we crank |
Bodies feelin good from the X we take |
And pockets filled up from the mission we bring |
(Noke D) |
Chunk that duece in the air |
Body rock with the H-town mayor |
If you beatin ya block and got hops on ya drop |
Put ya middle fingers up in the air |
I just want you to raise ya hands up high |
Let me see em' player wave em' left to right |
I just want you to drop ya top on yo ride |
Man its sparklin inside its goin down tonight |