Quazedelic - Don't Fight The Feelin' lyrics

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Quazedelic - Don't Fight The Feelin' lyrics

Uh, uh [Nate Dogg] Don't, fight the feelin' Move, move out on the floor We, we can give you Oh, all the funk you want Hey (Oh, ew-ew-ew-ew), let me see ya Hey, let me see some more Shake (Shake, shake, shake, shake), shake ya bootie Make, make me lose control [Snoop Dogg] You know we movin', we groovin' We smokin', we drinkin' We dippin', we flippin' We tippin', we talkin' We walkin', we bouncin' We bustin', we discussin' Big thangs, I got the good game I know hoochies, chickens Homies, snitches Pimps, k**as, big bu*t b**hes Fakas, cake bakas, L.A. Lakas I only f** with real n***as, money makas, ya dig [Soopafly] sh**, here we come again Back it up, mack rollin' with a thick piece Me, Soopa, Big Che pimpin' Mackin', smokin' and slappin' Talkin', rappin', get up on this action Hoes get slapped, betta b**h I'm that n***a not to f** wit, won'tcha make a buck flip Give it to poppy, get back and work that body Do every cla** and don't be sloppy Travelin', handlin' Business, riches Always found that money and we viscious on b**hes n***as try to f** around, we put 'em in stiches (b**h) Don't get better than this, I got no wet, no Kris [Cam'Ron] When I'm in a whip, man, I burn my rubber But when I get mad, Snoop, I pop my rubber A girl tried to pop my rubber (What?) Told her like Mike to Billie Jean, you are not my lover But one time I shot my lover, popped my lover Pled insanity, said forgot I love her So come check me out if you shop for brotha I got weight now, had too may blocks to cover Other than that, don't ask me nottin' about the white Range (Why?) Cuz it's not in your price range (Oh) Ice chains, nice thangs so I rhyme (Rhyme) I got money, if I'm late girl, buy time Nice dimes, for ya friends, y'all be in love Coke, crack, dope, smack, all of the above No jocks, pro blacks, all we got our thugs Roll up, hold ups, all you get are slugs [Snoop Dogg] You know we movin', we groovin' We smokin', we drinkin' We dippin', we flippin' We tippin', we talkin' We walkin', we bouncin' We bustin', we discussin' Big thangs, I got the good game I know hoochies, chickens Homies, snitches Pimps, k**as, big bu*t b**hes Fakas, cake bakas, L.A. Lakas I only f** with real n***as, money makas, ya dig [Snoop Dogg] (Lady May) Well, what would this be without a lady (Lady) That looks good and down to get crazy (Crazy)(Crazy) Yeah that's my baby, ya know she don't plizzay Come on Lady May, say, say what you sizzay (Yeah) [Lady May] (Snoop) I see the big picture (Uh-huh), the big figures, big riches (What?) Nine inches with a crew of jig b**hes (Yeah) Have b**hes, say I'm viscious, mad riches (Whoa) Black sixes cruise by with sack figures Hit the spa, full body message (Mmm) Twist up the herbs with the Bigg Snoop Dogg (Ahh) I light traveler's checks and Amex cards f** it, spend dough like a hip hop star Big houses, French poodle, fish tanks with my baracudas (Baracudas) Canopy bed, well I'm a mova Mid-West, f** a n***a, bring less Goose pillow, double deuce, stain less Premadonna, with gabonna, and some b**h sh** like Madonna Strike a pose, woah (Woah) Wanna ten, n***a I'm a dozen Wanna look at Lady May (Yeah), say goodbye to your husband [Nate Dogg] Don't, fight the feelin' Move, move out on the floor We, we can give you Oh, all the funk you want Hey (Oh, ew-ew-ew-ew), let me see ya Hey, let me see some more Shake (Shake, shake, shake, shake), shake ya bootie Make, make me lose control [Snoop Dogg] Yeah, Doggy Style 2002 All-Stars Gotta give a shout out to my main man Cam'Ron fallin' up in here Soopfly, yeah Lady May Nate Dizzle And I'm the Bigg Snoopy D-O-double gizzle Fo' shizzle Uh, uh, uh, uh