Feels Good Lyrics

Feels Good lyrics

[Featuring Usher]
[Cam'ron]
Eh yo why am I gonna sit here and let ya'll
bug me
Cause I got a dime and a girl who love me
And when we alone she
ain't all luvy duvy
Smacks me on the ass and says fast nigga fuck me
and
uh I don't do nothing for my babygirl to not trust me
I don't do nothing for
her to bust me
I would love her if her rings were rusty
Feet were
crusty
and arms were musty
Cause ain't nobody gettin that--just me
And
ain't nobody hittin that--just me
If I cheat I know that she will bust me,
crush me
Cause she know how many girls lust me
Back in the day they
wouldn't even touch me
Now they say they don't want nobody but me
To tell
the truth
Them girls just disgust me
Cause I already found the one that
love me
Chorus
[Usher]
It's all good
Lovin somebody
As long as
somebody loves you back
2x's
[Cam'ron]
Mess with her?
I ain't have
to
But player I was glad to
Brownskin dove
But her love won't pass
you
Promised her a ring
Along with a shine
Never stressin my
rhyme
All she wanted is time
Where you find her at
Cause you a grimy
cat
Puffin dime sacks to see where my mind be at
And I told my other
niggas that
I told her yo
I don't always have to hit the twat
Just to
get you hot
You don't believe me
Then pick a spot
But remember, I lick
alot
Ayyo she likes to trick alot
Just to get a bigger knot
Loves to
see her nigga hot
Worries if I'm jigged or not
And her stuff--hot and
divine
And the things she coppes--top of the line
Baby is hot and
divine
Always poppin some wine
And then she told me
Cam, I got a rock
on my mind
Chorus-2x's
[Cam'ron]
It feels good when you love
em'
And they lovin you back
Go tit for tat
Never scratch your
back
Matter of fact she touches and grabs
Not to lust you bad
Just to
get you mad
When we alone she screams and moans
She don't front on
me
Cause she don't want to be alone
Come on
Everybody needs
somebody
Spanish girls screamin out
Ay Papi!
Take her out
Uh-huh no
doubt
Then we lace her out
Uh-huh no doubt
Then we ski her
out
[Usher]
Ski her out
[Cam]
Then we eat her out
[Usher]
Eat
her out
[Cam]
Come on, where your man at?
Where's your plans at?
You
ain't go away this year
Where your tan at?
Cause me and ma just came from
the tropics
Wit her legs cocked
And she beggin me to stop it.
Chorus