Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feel Good , by - Daz Dillinger. Song from the album RAW, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.08.2000
Record label: Dogg Pound Online
Song language: English
Feel Good |
| Feels good to know that someone loves you |
| (To know someone loves you) |
| Feels good to know someone cares |
| (I wanna feel you) |
| It’s been a long time since I felt you |
| Just call my name I’ll be there |
| (Feels so good) |
| (Daz) |
| Young Daz rollin through high surbuban, swervin |
| Down the block, catchin eyes and cutie pies |
| Observe, that is somethin particular, met 'em ??? |
| town |
| Homegirl what’s ya name, she replied the same |
| Yo baby lookin fly, I could see it in her eye |
| Respect me, you best be prepared when you sex me Since I let you tell it girl I could rock you 'til your heart stops |
| Down to your knees like just like havin a seizure |
| Please you with the conversation ?? |
| ??? |
| Later on, have you chillin talkin 'bout livin lavish and bubble bathes |
| Kickin it on the Ave, young Daz trippin off the times we had |
| Wasn’t usual but it was crucial, that I had the bomb and you had it Couldn’t even get mad, it wasn’t expected from the baddest girl around town |
| I paged you early in the day, by 10:30 have it all locked down |
| What you did to me couldn’t be duplicated, you made it the bomb |
| Even playa hated sometimes, keep in mind |
| When you layed your head, you knew you layed it in the right place |
| When you gave it up girl, you knew you ran the right race |
| Make it hot and sweet, give your body to me Young Daz, sho''nuff gon’get it, homegirl |
| And it feels good baby |
| (Hook) |
| (Kurupt) |
| In my mind’s eye all I see is time passin by, |
| will I make it to the other side |
| Ready to ride, we was all born to die |
| But will I die alone, baby girl what’s it gon’be |
| She got the bombest shape I ever seen before |
| Man, she got a brother thinkin 'bout never doin wrong, man |
| Go on girl with your bad ass, |
| she got her own bank account, makin her own cash |
| I might be movin to fast, but with an ass shaped like that |
| She’s the shit, plus she makes her own money, she ain’t after my chips |
| I mean what more could I ask for, what else would I blast for |
| Catch a G dippin by high at the sky, I lace the game |
| Everybody wants the best, and every gangsta has a gangstaress |
| When I pulled on the block lovin the hood like a muthafucka |
| Then I seen my girl, felt good from that moment on |
| (Hook) |
| (Daz) |
| Yo Daz (get busy) |
| Kurupt (get busy) |
| All my ladies (get busy) |
| It don’t stop (get busy) |
| Ay yo Daz (get busy) |
| Kurupt (get busy) |
| It don’t stop y’all (get busy) |
| It don’t stop y’all (get busy) |
| Who ya down for (you) |
| To ride or die, to lie, baby just for you) |
| Wouldn’t trade you for no money or no girls |
| It was me and you to rule the world |
| (it was me and you to rule the world) |
| She cruise my neighborhood draggin the ground, |
| layin it down on hundred spokes |
| Flossin with her homegirls with no shirt |
| Pull around the corner, Dana Dane’s shinin |
| She see me on the grind and on the front line and |
| You know where I hang, about handlin things |
| Be on the corner where the bangers bang |
| Flossin the neighborhood with your homegirls yellin «whoo, whoo» |
| (Kurupt) |
| Lookin extra cute, G’d in my Coupe |
| Get your bounce on baby girl, I love her |
| Plus you’ll bounce with me, I adore her |
| 'Cause she’ll blaze an ounce with me (say what) |
| Khakis more creased than mine |
| She’s gangstafied, she wears Dickies not Calvin Kleins |
| Never ignore me 'cause she adores me, ya know, ya know |
| (Hook to fade) |