Feels Good lyrics

Artist  : Cam`ron 
Song : Feels Good



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[Featuring Usher]
[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