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Feel It

Felli Fel

Feel It

2009

Like a belly ring, badabing, hmm, badaboom
Now dim the lights down in the room
While I slide in you like, oh can you feel it naughty?

Hey!
Won't

Real Soon

DPGC

Hip Hop Extra

2006

so long
Keep ya eyes on the bras, homie keep ya head strong
Seen in your packages, kite keep you straigh
Deep in this caleseri, fat 'till it date

yourselves, I'll rise at twelve
Hopefully by then you've all fucked off

All turned out nice said the soldier to the dippy egg
A room with a view is a wonderful

Drop when the choppa sing
Gotta pop the bean
Pop the beam
Bust like pottery
Now they lookin' lean
Trim the fat
My autonomy
Taken by a fiend

feeder, heat seeker, wants a fat feud
Brewed by the lack of manners, cabin crackers
The little factors that matter scatter
All over the tracks
Pitter patter

step you think we in the frat

Call it what you want
They call me young plaques
My chains don't clack my pockets need fat
I think it's time to run it

side moving, keep that energy and motion, I'm approachin on the ramp, I think there aint no room champ
no parking vamoose, move your fat caboose, use

racks Making tracks man all that type of stuff
Ass fat, throw a back Too much room and made it clap
Pockets full of lint I got pockets full of cash
Why

Painted Desert Serenade

Joshua Kadison

Painted Desert Serenade

1993

leaves by candle-light
On a fat red velvet sofa, I wanna be with you all night
I wanna tickle your feet, with a peacock plume
And she says "Can you talk

I took a fish out my cooter
Then I got ran over by a scooter
My pussy fat I call her pooter
You are so stupid you need a tutor
I look at the stuff

Yeah, uh (Not from YouTube)
It's a new opp by the way
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Yeah, uh

Uh, lookin' like I just spilled
Wock'

You gonna face it!!
justface the wall, face it all!
face the fat bitch who suck your mama!

chorus:
But you should stop him!
but you take him by

throwing softballs
Cause the heaters floatin' by 'em
I'm in a league with Nolan Ryan
To compete there's no one tryin'
Ain't no people cold as I am
Saying

Along with the cat went the girl
How silly of me to think I could keep her
I walk past her room and cover my eyes
Put in the trash her needles