Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel Good, artist - Blank & Jones. Album song Relax Edition 6, in the genre ЛаунджDate of issue: 16.06.2011
Record label: Soundcolours
Song language: English
Feel Good |
| Magno |
| Mike Jones, Who? |
| You feel good don’t ya? |
| Real good don’t ya? |
| You dont want this dick up in nobody else goods don’t ya? |
| Mike Jones |
| You need a dick? |
| That feel like a prisoner out on parole |
| When it’s hard on swoll its 24K gold |
| I’m Mike Jones (Who?) Mike Jones, Jones |
| That’ll beat you back up whenever you act up |
| I’m lookin for a sex pet to break me off |
| And work on this hard dick until my shit get soft |
| I need a girl that think she bad, love to talk trash |
| But whine when I’m fuckin her fast |
| I never claim the pussy mine cause it ain’t mine to claim |
| But for some reason when I’m in it, they be screamin my name |
| See your pussy, I’ll please that |
| Believe me, I’ll please that |
| Them orgasms that you need, you’ll recieve that |
| Fuckin with Mike Jones, just pick up your home phone |
| I’ll fuck you so good that you can’t even walk, can’t even talk |
| Mike Jones, just call and I’ll come over |
| Dickin ya down, holdin ya back, grippin ya shoulders, it’s over |
| Magno |
| I know you feel good the way I’m diggin you out |
| Run my fingers through your hair and put my dick in ya mouth |
| I’m the reason why you thickinin out |
| Niggas still can’t believe I fuck, Still tryin to figure it out |
| Magno is still the baby faced thug that you love |
| Plus since you ain’t my gal, we don’t cuddle and hug |
| All I’m tryin to do is fuck up ya glove, ??? |
| scuffin em up |
| Bust a nut or two, then I’m snug as a bug |
| Magno brings heat to the deck, seek with a tech |
| I’ll dig so deep that it’ll reach to your neck |
| Rough when I’m able, so I bring much to the table |
| All I need is ten strokes, then Ima bust on ya navel |
| Can’t wait till the lights go off, I stay hard |
| My name ain’t Bill Gates, I’m never Microsoft |
| I gots paper, floss Jags, floss Gators |
| And girls I chop up like Watts with a cross fader |
| I say what I mean and I mean what I say |
| When it comes to fuckin hoes, Mike Jones don’t play |
| See I dick a ho down from mornin, noon, to night |
| And when I don’t give it to her, she be ready to fight |
| Cause I am Mike Jones (Who?) Mike Jones |
| That’ll dick a ho down and make her moan and groan |
| I know you feel good don’t ya? |
| Real good don’t ya? |
| This dick of mine, you just for you don’t ya? |
| She can be a freak, but I’m a after broad |
| If I can still slide through like a Master card |
| Put ya ankles behind ya neck, the spine I wreck |
| We fuck at ya job, behind ya desk |
| Face down with ya ass up |
| I ain’t tryin to go naked head, so I’m buyin rubbers with my last buck |
| Magnificent be cuttin |
| You feel good don’t ya? |
| They don’t call me Magnificent for nothin |