You better not let go Cause you ain't you even you ain't even close Swear it to ya i'll get you out those clothes (out those clothes) I'm a show what your bag is for whoda know Don't it feel good Don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you girl Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey to you Don't it feel good
[verse 1:]
I was trying to ride in my benz She was posted up with her friends I was hanging with my partnas but i told that ass to get in Girl let's go for a spin you know a nigga got ends She was checking out my checking out my checking out my rims Hey girls let's hit the hotel make a movie more like the matinee You know do some things you know well Thug dashing baby that's alisay My car was all in your lane Them thoughts were all in your brain My hands is all in your hair But i won't tell your man
[chorus:]
You better not let go Cause you ain't you even you ain't even close Swear it to ya i'll get you out those clothes (out those clothes) I'm a show what your bag is for whoda know Don't it feel good Don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you girl Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey to you Don't it feel good
[verse 2:] Girl get you up out my stable Lay you out on the table Clear all them dishes do it like we on cable Cut out both of them phones Girl you need to be sippin champagne or that 'tron Then the headboards'll be cripping V.I.P is b-e-d or the backseat of my ride Fog up my windows so they can't see from my side You can call my daddy i'm a call you baby Girl you can get at me who be fucking you lately
[chorus:] You better not let go Cause you ain't you even you ain't even close Swear it to ya i'll get you out those clothes (out those clothes) I'm a show what your bag is for whoda know Don't it feel good Don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you girl Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey to you Don't it feel good
[verse 3:]
Yea shawty lemme see what you got Lemme see if you sweating or lemme see if you hot Lemme show you why i am and show you why i'm not Shoot 'em all night long shawty you ain't need to stop How bout i pick you up and throw you in the middle of the bed Till you're overwhelmed kiss you from your stamche to your neck To your back to your thigh to the middle of your?
Keep going and going till you scream out damn Yea baby i'm something like a nympho A saint louis here with more pitflow So so hold on like an embryo And get lubing show what you're in for A whole lotta banging a whole lotta lice Like a heavyweight fight with a '86 mike Tyson slicing and you only know biting Biting biting
[chorus:]
You better not let go Cause you ain't you even you ain't even close Swear it to ya i'll get you out those clothes (out those clothes) I'm a show what your bag is for whoda know Don't it feel good Don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you girl Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Hey to you
Don't it feel good Hey don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you Don't it feel good Don't it feel good baby don't it feel good to you To you Don't it feel good
Hey hey
Compositor: NellyPublicado em 2010ECAD verificado fonograma #13265755 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM