Feel So Good

You ready Mase?
Party people
In the place to be
Its about that time
For us to
Yeah,uh-huh
First Verse:
Yo,what you know about goinout?
Head wet,red Lex
TVs all up in the headrest
Try and live it up
Ride into Bigger truck
Peace all Glittered up
Sticker kid
***** what?Jig with the cut
Sip Cris,spit it up
Hoes ride,get your nut
Till I cant get it up
Im a big man,give this man room
Ima hit everything,from Cancun to mans tomb
Why you standingon the wall?
Hangingon your balls
Lighting up drugs
Always fightingin the club
Im the reason they made the dress code
They figure I wouldnt wild when Im in my French clothes
Dress as I suppose,from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold,but gets in my Rolls
Wreck shows, collect those,extra Os
Buy an E,get a key,to the Lex
To hold,East,West,every state
Come on,bury the hate
Millions the only thing
We in the area to make
Better friend or ex-friend
In a Lex or a Benz
Lets begin Bring this B.S.to an end
Come on
Chorus:
Bad, bad,bad,bad boy
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
Bad,bad,bad,bad boy
I wouldnt change you if i could
I wouldnt change you if i could
I wouldnt change youif i could
Verse Two:
You cant understand,we be
Ride kinky,sippingDP
To the TV,look greedy
Little kids see me,way out in DC
With a Z3,chrome VBs
They wanna be me *****s talking****
They ought to quit
Im fortunate
They dont see a fourth what I get
And those be the same ones walkingwhile I whip
Just started seeing cars
Cause they alternate
So while you daydream
Mamas city gleam
And I deal with hoes That pose
In Maybeline
One time you had it all
I aint mad at yall
Now give me the catalog
Ill show you how daddy ball
Six cars in power
The five big stars
Phillip,C,O,Chaz smokingon cigars
***** Its like yall
Be talkingfunny
I dont understand language
In people with short money
Come on
Chorus
Verse Three:
Do Mase got the ladies?Yeah,yeah
Do Puff drive Mercedes?Yeah,yeah
Take hits from the 80s?Yeah,yeah
But do it sound so crazy? Yeah,yeah
Well me personally
Its nothingpersonal
I do what work for me
You do what work for you
And I dress with what I was blessed with
Never been arrested
For nothing domestic
And I chill
They way you met me
With a jet ski
Attached to a SE smoke my Nestle
No mad rap Ask Cat Where my check be?
Problem with yall
I say it directly
Went from hard to sweeps
Started to eat
From no hoes at shows
To manage in suites
Now I be the cat
That be hard to meet
Gettinghead from girls
That used to hardly speak
Come on