Bun B - Feelin' You lyrics

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Bun B - Feelin' You lyrics

[Hook: Pimp C - singing] I got the feelin that I Got the feelin I (keep feelin you) I got the feelin that I Got the feelin I (keep feelin you) I got the feelin that I Got the feelin I (keep feelin you) I got the feelin that I Got the feelin for you [Bun B] Well hold up, look how baby just rolled up Coogi jeans on with the backside swoll up She make playa straight slow up Say man this girl is a dime from head to toe and from the flo' up She make a drank-head not even wanna pour up Take his al money to the mall and buy the sto' up Never a flaw when she show up These other broads hatin on her, if they sick they need to throw up She got cla** and panache with precision Picture perfect in my vision and I done made a decision That I'm tired of wishin, get down with the Bun and Pimp and You could roll with the playas on the million dollar mission, c'mon [Hook] [Pimp C] Uhh, hey mama, I'mma tell you what the deal is I like your style, I like how you handle your business You ain't out here trippin chasin boys in showbiz You're confident, you out here puttin it down for yo' kids I don't care 'bout no n***a, he don't concern me He ain't teachin you nothin, you need to learn me Check out my mind, I'm 24 on the grind I got the key to the streets, I got a open line And I don't get caught up in "he say, she say" And I don't chase the cat, I keep the P play I wouldn't holla if I ain't thought you was ready boo I know you feelin me, cause girl I'm feelin you [Hook] [Pimp C - singing] Ooh baby (ooh baby) Ooh baby (oh baby) Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up now [Bun B] Yeah she a bad mamma-jamma, a brick, house Still I fits, out, cause she thick, stout With the feminine fat, in all the right places She look me in my eyes and she make all the right faces Cause she's a real catch, we make a tough pair A true dynamic duo and we up there We sittin tall at the top And if she ride or die for me playa I'mma give her all that I got I break her off and not, let her hold the keys I don't take her out of town, man I take her overseas It ain't trickin if you spend it on your lady Bring the bacon home to baby and everything'll be gravy Just let me know if that's soundin like a plan Cause all you really need to change your life is the man And you appealin to the King of the Trill and I just wanna know if you're feelin me like I'm feelin, you [Hook] [Pimp C - singing] Ooh baby (ooh baby) Ooh baby (oh baby) Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up now