Cam'ron

Cam'ron - Feels Good lyrics

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[Cam'ron]
 Eh yo, why am I gonna sit here and let ya'll bug me
 Cause I got a dime and a girl who love me
 And when we alone she ain't all luvy-duvy
 Smacks me on the ass and says fast nigga fuck me
 and uh I don't do nothing for my babygirl to not trust me
 I don't do nothing for her to bust me
 I would love her if her rings were rusty
 Feet were crusty
 and arms were musty
 Cause ain't nobody gettin that--just me
 And ain't nobody hittin that--just me
 If I cheat I know that she will bust me, crush me
 Cause she know how many girls lust me
 Back in the day they wouldn't even touch me
 Now they say they don't want nobody but me
 To tell the truth
 Them girls just disgust me
 Cause I already found the one that love me
 Chorus
 [Usher]
 It's all good
 Lovin somebody
 As long as somebody loves you back
 2x's
 [Cam'ron]
 Mess with her?
 I ain't have to
 But player I was glad to
 Brownskin dove
 But her love won't pass you
 Promised her a ring
 Along with a shine
 Never stressin my rhyme
 All she wanted is time
 Where you find her at
 Cause you a grimy cat
 Puffin dime sacks to see where my mind be at
 And I told my other niggas that
 I told her yo
 I don't always have to hit the twat
 Just to get you hot
 You don't believe me
 Then pick a spot
 But remember, I lick alot
 Ayyo she likes to trick alot
 Just to get a bigger knot
 Loves to see her nigga hot
 Worries if I'm jigged or not
 And her stuff--hot and divine
 And the things she coppes--top of the line
 Baby is hot and divine
 Always poppin some wine
 And then she told me
 Cam, I got a rock on my mind
 Chorus-2x's
 [Cam'ron]
 It feels good when you love em'
 And they lovin you back
 Go tit for tat
 Never scratch your back
 Matter of fact she touches and grabs
 Not to lust you bad
 Just to get you mad
 When we alone she screams and moans
 She don't front on me
 Cause she don't want to be alone
 Come on
 Everybody needs somebody
 Spanish girls screamin out
 Ay Papi!
 Take her out
 Uh-huh no doubt
 Then we lace her out
 Uh-huh no doubt
 Then we ski her out
 [Usher]
 Ski her out
 [Cam]
 Then we eat her out
 [Usher]
 Eat her out
 [Cam]
 Come on, where your man at?
 Where's your plans at?
 You ain't go away this year
 Where your tan at?
 Cause me and ma just came from the tropics
 Wit her legs cocked
 And she beggin me to stop it.
 Chorus
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Untertainment Records LLC

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Confessions of Fire (1998)

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