Don't It Feel Good
[Rico Love]Yo, I don't wanna do a whole lot of talkinI just wanna get to it, yo
[Chorus: Rico Love (Nelly)]You better not let go (ohh!)Cause you ain't even, you ain't even close (ohh!)Just wait until I get you out them clothes (ohh!)Out your clothes, yeah - I'ma show you what your body's for (ohh!)I wanna know (uhh, uhh) don't it feel good? (HEY!)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?Don't it feel good? (HEY!)Don't it feel good, baby don't it feel good to you? (HEY!)To you (uhh, uhh) don't it feel good?
[Nelly]I was ridin around in my Benz, she was posted up with her friendsI was hangin out with my partners, but I told that ass to get inAy girl let's go for a spin, you know a nigga got endsShe was checkin out my, checkin out my, checkin out my rimsHey girl let's hit the hotel, make a movie more like a matineeYou know do some things you know well, thug passion baby that's Alizé (c'mon)My car was all in yo' lane, them thoughts is all in yo' brainMy hands is all in yo' hurr, but I won't tell yo' mayne - no!
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[Nelly]Tryin to get you up in my stable, lay you out on the tableClear out all them dishes, let's do it like we on cableCut off both of them phones, girl you need to be sippinchampagne or that 'trуn, then the headboard you be grippinMy V.I.P., is the B-E-D, or the back seat of my rideFog up my windows so they can't see from outsideYou can call me daddy, I'ma call you babyGirl you need to get at me, who been fuckin you lately?
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[Nelly]Yeah shorty let me see what you gotLet me see if it's wet and let me see if it's hotLet me show you why I am and let me show you why notShoot 'em all night long, shawty ain't gon' stopHow 'bout I pick you up and throw you in the middle of the bedTurn you over on your stomach, start kissin from your neckto your back, to your thigh, to the middle of the wowKeep goin and goin until you scream out - "Damn!"Yeah baby girl I'm somethin like a nymphoA St. Louis, M-O with a pimp flowSo, hold on like ya limboand get lower, let me show ya what ya in fo'A whole lot of bangin, man a whole lot of nightsLike a heavyweight fight with a '86 MikeTyson, slicin, and you're Holyfield bitinBitin bitin
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[Rico Love (Nelly)](OHH!) Don't it feel good, baby don't it feel good to you? (OHH!)Don't it feel good, baby don't it feel good?Don't it feel good? (OHH!)Don't it feel good, baby don't it feel good to you? (OHH!)To you (uhh, uhh) don't it feel good?(HEY! HEY! HEY!)