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2009-11-25

I Feel Like

Lil Wayne: What you feel like doing girl? (Chorus:) I feel like f**king too (remix) I feel like f**king too (remix) I feel like (ladies) f**king you (I got you) I feel like (It's your baby) f**king something too (Verse 1:) Well I'm rockin' in my Jacob can't tell cause I got plenty stones in a lane none of them run And I'm looking in her face and I can smell she behind cause she back her apple bottom up on my prime and then I pwine apple juice come out fine She drink it like its crushed grapes Say it taste like wine I could set a fruit plate on her behind I could get a new date on her behalf Got a size 2 waste with a perfect a*s Baby dog cute face like a campage padge and I smash that a*s like Randy savage wish I could pa*s that a*s to my man in tha parish Now slam that a*s on tha campus damn this girl ain't even wearin' no panties That's grown up and i'm grown up too and we could get together do what grown ups do Now what you talking bout? (Chorus:) I feel like f**king too (It's so good) I feel like f**king too (damn it's so great) I feel like f**king you (so don't wait) I feel like f**king something too (x2) (Verse 2) So cold I rose my city pretty women see I hope he feelin' this (oh) Boy you killing us so bloom My d**k is so long Continuous dope d**k Then I'm so gone remember it memories kick my feet up and fall back big back seat my nigga I need all that Big dogs dead is baby I got necks I don't even cash my checks I'm a mess I ain't vest match my neck Thats a house with a pool in the back How cool is that? Damn baby remove is that Damn do that bet Ciara can't do that Got my Blue Error fittet lotion raised my hair You can't do that, you can't stop my fresh can't handle that if you can baby let me know somethin' I be waitin' over right a show for her what you talkin' bout? (Chorus:) I feel like f**king too (It's so good) I feel like f**king too (damn it's so great) I feel like f**king you (so don't wait) I feel like f**king something too (x2) (Verse 3:) Enough with the games hop up in this truck we can f**k switching lanes But I'm palking slap her on her rubber grab her on ya but softly Push the seat back look at that let's party Hey, I make ya bust like a baloon I'm stuck inside of ya womb From the night to the noon, shit. But I'm like at the move And rush right in the room And f**k like it's a zoom Yeah, yeah And I'm a animal stroke like clamrazone No I won't handle bulls You, now raise it up come close and let me sandwich you then slow motion and ram it (Oooh) Yeah, you like the way I murder that shit On the ride to ya die swing a curv on that d**k Got me hard as a brick When you do what you do And now I feel like f**king you (Chorus:) I feel like f**king too (It's so good) I feel like f**king too (damn it's so great) I feel like f**king you (so don't wait) I feel like f**king something too (x2)