Feel Right (feat. Mystikal)

Ladies and gentlemen

Give it up for Mystikal!

(Woo-woo-woo)

Calling all cars in here for the Prince of the South

Fuck that yabba-dabba-doo shit, bitch, I just got out

Still rappin', slappin' kittens, and grabbin' my cock

I'm the artist, the godfather, still hard as a rock

You gon' fuck around, and make me knock your fruit juice loose

Banana, your watermelon and pomegranate too

Rhymin' kung-fu, that split bamboo

Crowd rockin', ain't no stopping that rapping ass, fool

I been bad, bro, 'cha getting mad for?

I'm gon' have to fuck you up

I eat flames up, shit fire out

Don't make me light my butt

Excuse me, who me!? I got a lot of groupies

Oughta have a fucking doghouse, like Snoopy

Curtains go up! It's going down

Tear the thing out the frame, with my band! Ow

Come on, uh

It feel right in this motherfucker

(Right)

Feel good in this motherfucker

(Right)

My whole hood in this motherfucker

(Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

Feel right in this motherfucker

(Right)

Feel good in this motherfucker

(Right)

My whole hood in this motherfucker

(Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker, (All night) damn

Ooh-wee, get down

Come on

Mystikal, don't hurt 'em now!

Grabbin' on my pants, she trying to pull it out my pocket

Don't yank on the motherfucker so hard, you're gonna pull it out the socket

It's exercise, with thighs and hip muscles

Next exercise, you gon' burn some lip muscles

Let the music work your ear muscles

And if you're skinny, then use your little muscles

A bagpack and tea bag with these duffles

P-Pow-pow, get smashed when we hustle!

Last time you have a knuckle sandwich, huh?

The last time, a **** had a foot so far up your ass, you couldn't handle it?

You can't stand it!

To make matters worse

You gotta go to the studio with Bruno Mars, on another planet

Don't get mad, I'm just sayin'

Don't believe it, cause I'm sayin' it, bitch

Believe it, cause I'm tellin' you

I'm doin' the rappin', and bussin'

Ronson! On the scratchin' and cuttin'

Come on, come on, uh

Feel right, in this motherfucker

(Right)

Feel good, in this motherfucker

(Right)

My whole hood, in this motherfucker

(Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

Feel right, in this motherfucker

(Right)

Feel good, in this motherfucker

(Right)

My whole hood, in this motherfucker

(Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker,(All night), damn

Ooh-wee, get down

Uh-uh-uh-uh

Come on

Wait a minute now

Give it to them on the one

Uh, this the intermission

I'll break it down, so you **** listen

Take a second to wipe my sweat

Might be the only chance you get, to catch your breath

Uh, uh, don't get too comfortable in here

**** know I'm bringing back the rumble in here

Just when you thought you could cool down, and sip some of that water

Shit, a **** back

Say it again

It feel right, in this motherfucker

(Right)

It feel good, in this motherfucker

(Right)

My whole hood, in this motherfucker

(Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night)

Feel right, in this motherfucker

(Right)

It feel good, in this motherfucker

(Right)

My whole hood, in this motherfucker

(Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

****, we gon' rock this motherfucker

(All night)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker, (All night), damn

Ladies and gentlemen, one more time

Put your hands together for Mystikal

Don't it feel good?

Ain't he making us feel good tonight?

Thank you Mr. Ronson, for bringing us together this evening

We gon' go ahead, and head over to the after party

We'll see y'all uptown

Come on