Feel it

Erykah Badu > Feel it



1 - can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

[teddy riley]

Its makin me hot, its makin me hot

Its makin me hot, yo, yo



Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

[teddy riley]

Its makin me hot, its makin me hot

Its makin me hot, yo, yo



[charlie]

Uh uh uh

Wanna test my waters? step in

Hot, no question, what? interested?

Chick blessed in drop

No less than sick flows

Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it

Cats know I deliver blows, kill hits

Kill the light switch, Im barkin in my cb

Tight chick with charts in mind

Hearts in my actress

Better address me with status

Ms. and misses, yall whos and whats

Came in viscious

Everything I touch, yall wanna get it

Cats wanna hit it, hide when I spit it

What yall do? did it. wanna get it?

Wanna get rich, imma show you money

Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money

Why you wanna hate me, I dont know you money

Yall cats got late fees, I dont owe you money

Yall quick to wild out and just blow your money

Should it stash high, burnin flashlight

Girls need to know if youre stuck for money

Cats get sheisty, I might duck for money

Let em know, you aint gettin buck for money

And tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, what



Repeat 1



Yo, yo, yo, yo

Feel me come through hard so yall hear me

Turn back? never, rap vendetta

Each letter clever for that cheddar

Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater

Dont speak to heather

Only fly lady certified indy, the rest gotta pay me

Chuck get shady, cats try to play me

Waggin mercedes benz for the lady

Me that, so he that, where the keys at?

Ride through, slide through for feedback

Like damn, she ballin, damn she that chick

Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits

Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin

Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin

Trust, we gon all ball love ya

Pop bubbly, imma make yall love me, uh



Repeat 1



Yo, yo

Just warmin up, chilled the whole song

Yall feel it yet? killed the whole song

Haters game raw, aint nothin pretty

Bank head strong so checkbook pretty

Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes

Counterfeit fiftys, crooked seams

Now I play scenes

Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers

Stay real stacks backs you faces

Back to basics, flip rhyme basses

Chuck goin lace it, yall gon taste it

Fresh new face, did it mark my spot

Mark my ''x'', park my lex, watch be lex

Face forgets nigga, lay some sex

Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do

Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga