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(feat. Ludacris) [talking: Lil Wayne] What u feel like doing girl [Chorus:] I feel like f**kin too (remix ok) I feel like f**kin too (remix ladies) I feel like f**kin you (I got you) I feel like f**kin something too (it's your baby) [Verse 1:] Well I'm looking at my Jacob can't tell the time I got plenty stones in um ain't none of um rine N I'm lookin in her face n I can smell she's mine Because she back her applebottom up on my pine N then the pineapple juice come out fine She drink it like it's crushed grape, say it taste like wine I can sit a fruit plate on her b-hind I can get a new date on her b-half Got a size 2 waist with a perfect ass Babydoll cute face like a cabbage patch And I smash dat ass like Randy Savage Wish I could pass dat ass to my man in the parish now Slam dat ass on da canvas Damn dis girl ain't even wearin no panties, dats grown-up SongtexteAnd I'm grown-up 2 N we can get together do wat grown-ups do Now wat chu talkin bout [Chorus: x2] I feel like f**kin too (it's so good) I feel like f**kin too (damn it's so great) I feel like f**kin you (so don't wait tell your friends don't hate) I feel like f**kin something too (we can be a lil late) [Verse 2:] Champagne and me girl Sippose I roll my city pretty women say "I hope he feelin us" Oh boy you killin us So long my dick is so long continuous doh dick N then I'm so gone remember it Memories Kick my feet back n fall back Big back seat nigga I need all dat Big dog status baby I got next I don't even cash my checks I'm a mess I invest match my neck Dats a house with the pool in the back How cool is that Damn baby, wat move was that Damn do dat, bet Ciera can't do dat Got my New Era fitted low she raise my hat You can't do dat You can't stop my fresh, you can't handle dat If you can baby let me know sumthin I'll be waitin over by the show f**k Wat chu talkin bout [Chorus: x2] I feel like f**kin too (it's so good) I feel like f**kin too (damn it's so great) I feel like f**kin you (so don't wait tell your friends don't hate) I feel like f**kin something too (we can be a lil late) [Verse 3:] Look Enough with the games Hop up in this truck We can f**k switchin lanes But I'm parkin Slap on the rubber Grab on your butt softly Push the seat back Look at dat let's party Yea I make u bust like a ballon I'm stuck inside of ya womb From dat night to the noon Shit But I'm likly the movie Rush right in the room N f**k like it's a zoo Yea... yea N I'm a animal Stroke like Clarence do No I won't hannibal You Now raise it up Come close n let me sandwich you Den slow motion and ram it Yea Ya like da way I murder dat shit On a ride till ya die swing a curve on dat dick Got me hard as a brick Wen you do wat cha do N now I feel like f**kin you [Chorus: x2] I feel like f**kin too (it's so good) I feel like f**kin too (damn it's so great) I feel like f**kin you (so don't wait tell your friends don't hate) I feel like f**kin something too (we can be a lil late) Aus Songtexte Mania