Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel so Good, artist - Mase. Date of issue: 13.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Feel so Good |
| Party people |
| In the place to be (Uh huh) |
| It’s about that time |
| For us to (Yeah, uh huh) |
| Yo, what you know about goin' out |
| Head west, red Lex, TV’s all up in the headrest |
| Try and live it up |
| Ride true, a bigger truck |
| Peeps all glittered up |
| Stick up can, they go what? |
| Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all |
| Ho’s ride, get your nut 'till I can’t get it up |
| I’m a big man, give this man room |
| I’d a hit everything, from Cancun to Grant’s tomb |
| Why you standin' on the wall? |
| Hand on your balls |
| Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club |
| I’m the reason they made the dress code |
| They figure I wouldn’t wild when I’m in my french clothes |
| Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes |
| Neck full of gold, baguettes in my Rolls |
| Wreck shows, collect those, extra O’s |
| Buy the E, get a key, to the Lex to hold |
| East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate |
| Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make |
| Are the friend that act’s friend in a Lex or a Benz |
| Let’s begin, bring this BS to an end |
| Come on |
| — Bad, bad, bad, bad boy |
| You make me feel so good |
| You know you make me feel so good |
| You know you make me feel so good |
| Bad, bad, bad, bad boy |
| I wouldn’t change you if I could |
| I wouldn’t change you if I could |
| I wouldn’t change you if I could |
| Ah ah |
| You can’t understand we be Waikiki |
| Sippin' DP to the TV, look greedy |
| Little kids see me, way out in DC |
| With a Z3, chrome VB’s, they wanna be me |
| Nigga’s talkin' shit they ought to quit |
| I’m fortunate they don’t see a fourth what I get |
| And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip |
| Just stylishing cars cuz they all true Nig' |
| So while you daydream my Mercedes gleam |
| And I deal with ho’s that pose in Maybeline |
| One time you had it all I ain’t mad at ya’ll |
| Now give me the catalog, I’ll show you how daddy bought |
| Six cars and power to fire big stars |
| Sit up, CEO style, smokin' on cigars, nigga |
| It’s like ya’ll be talkin' funny |
| I don’t understand language of people with short money |
| Come on |
| Ah ah |
| Do Mase got the ladies? |
| Do Puff drive Mercedes? |
| Take hits from the 80's? |
| But do it sound so crazy? |
| Well me personally, It’s nothin' personal |
| I do what work for me, you do what work for you |
| And I dress with what I was blessed with |
| Never been arrested for nothin' domestic |
| And I chill the way you met me |
| With a jet ski attached to a SE |
| Smoke my Nestle, no mad rap-ass cat |
| Where my check be? |
| Problem with ya’ll I say it directly |
| Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat |
| From no hoes at shows to menage in suites |
| Now I be the cat that be hard to meet |
| Gettin' head from girls |
| That used to hardly speak |
| Come on |
| Mase |
| Harlem World |
| Bad Boy |
| Goodfellaz baby |
| Yeah |
| And we won’t stop |
| Cuz we can’t stop |
| Mason Betha |
| Yeah |
| Owwwww, come on |