Feel It((Edited)) feat. T-Pain,Sean Paul,Flo Rida,Pitbull

歌詞

(Chorus) DJ Felli Fel Hey! Won't you yank on some of this Cali? Sip on some of this Platinum? If you want some of daddy All you gotta do is ask for some I'm pimpin' up on your booty, shawty Please don't try to move me, shawty I'm trying to be the life of the party Shawty, shawty Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? I wanna know! Can you feel it? Sean Paul Gal, me a know you a top class A go an shake that fat ass, gimme the wind and stop fast Me a da top boss, come gimme that quick cast The whole night and I stop floss Inna the tight charts Me wan a touching all the right parts Make ya get twight ass See your body from afar, just like a night hawk My girl a fi in NASCAR I got that good love for you That a me wan tell you from the first time I see you Run with the boy, then a jus' now I gi' you With trife coming now see ya sitting well tight And ya know see me just now credit All night long me a wet it and set it I'll be the man that giving it to you All night gal know by the gate men a fight (Chorus) Pitbull Sean Paul, Felli, Pit, T-Pain Mami over there off the chain Ass gorgeous, lips insane Hips like boom and a ass like bang One time for them boys on the block All pushing that ying and that yang, you know That D, that rock, that cane Aww, yeah mane! Now she moving like she can't stop She can be from Thailand that way the she bang cock I'm telling, your mami do anything And she throwing it back like a b-b-boomerang I went a little bit below her belly ring Like a belly ring, badabing, hm, badaboom Now dim the lights down in the room While I slide in you like, ooh can you feel it? (Chorus) Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown (Feel it) DJ Felli Fel I'ma make ya shake now (Can you feel it?) Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown (Feel it) DJ Felli I'm so so (Can you feel it?) Flo Rida Hey! Lil' mama Cali, get married Cr-crack up, try to get to know daddy West coast for me baby, start that fatty Let it go below your waist like you at Bally's This Total Fitness, can you feel it? Break it up or yeah you will get the business Lil' mama asking, I'm writing your wishes I got it bad I'm addicted to thickness I'm trying to be your connect, fool 'round might get you wet Like when you turn on the jets, hello I'm in to caress Look there's a spot on your neck, for sure your bottom is next Just know I'm all on ya chest, I know I'm making ya sweat She trippin', shawty look at my set We tippin', I know you gotta collect Keep dippin', pop up my collar, the best We limpin', the money flippin' (Chorus) (Can you feel it?!)