Don't Fight The Feeling Lyrics

Say hoe, yeah you Can I ask you a question, you like to fuck? Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that Will you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good and your so fine Young tender, would you be mine
I get you in my car, drive you to my house 'Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out I wont ask and I sure won't beg Reach right over and rub your leg
I let my hand slide between your miniskirt Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work What time is it, don't watch the clock Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock
Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty I'm the man, I take you out to the finest restaurant Buy you any damn thing that you want You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose But later on your coming out them pantie hose
You want gold, girl whats next It's me and you, doing the sex So now you know I'm just a freak Give it up baby, I can't wait to weeks I want it all, don't say I won't Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't
Nigger please you provoke no feeling You must of forgot, the girls of whom you're dealing We haven't the urge, to get busy Like those dizzy Lizys, who used to dance for you, your through
I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted You're addicted, to the words you inflicted Time after time, line after line Talking bout the bitches that are on your mind
Do they call you $hort, because of your height or your width Dis me boy, I'll hang your balls from a cliff Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky It's an easy task, to the corner cause the curb didn't want your ass
Your name is yuck mouth, you don't brush Gotta cover your mouth like this they call you yuck mouth You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss Your a freak with no tale
You have no ass, class,you can't pass, your simply trash Your a typical nigger, the kind you don't take home [Unverified] tights and Barbie from the dangerous zone Like a short dogg that carries fleas
You make my ass itch, twitch Don't you wish you could scratch it And grab it like you want it The name fits cause your all up on it
Get mad if you want, I won't front When it's time to hump, won't be no punk Roll your ass over and tap the butt Too $hort baby all in them guts
I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet Every letter I'll write will get your pussy wet It's just a freaky note, from me to you At the bottom I signed it Playboy II
I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew Like every other nigger in my crew I bump hoes, now it's your turn Tell me young tender when will you learn
I cold mack like pimps you know Won't sell you though, or sell your blow Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch My gold rings come from Spitz
Look baby, You know what I want Your acting like it's that time of the month Are you bleeding, can't think about sex Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck Now here, don't say I won't Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't
Punk I'm not a tease, I'm not a squeezer And most definitely, not a dick pleaser You dreaming and scheming And fending for my lust
You don't have enough for you I feel disgust, wait, smoke things I hate For goodness sakes, If I wanted someone small I would masturbate I'm not talking 'bout your height, weight or what you dream When I say Too $hort, you know what I mean
You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me Your lame game, really insults me Your name is Too $hort, or shall I say too skinny If size were money honey, you wouldn't have a penny
Little boy, your not a player, I'm your savior To try to get at me, shows of gracious behavior I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord
If she would have known your mission Okay little boy, here's a proposition You wanna bit of danger, step you to my zone You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home
With your tail between your legs, screeching and whining Jealous of you got some, nigger please your lying 'Cuz I fight the feeling, that would have to be one And mathematically, me plus you equals none
I am the rapper that they call 4 Tay I'm gon tell you like my homie Short Dogg would say Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet Knowing damn well that they wanna freak
Some do this for maybe a week And then it's cool to get up under the sheets Trying to work that thang, but she said no That's about as far as it's going to go
So I toss and turn, to make it loose Finally she feels the act right juice Some of you hoes say, oh that's nasty Back of your coat say sweet and sassy
24 deep, that's how you sleep Undercover freak every day of the week You see some of you freaks just need to quit it Playing that role like you ain't with it
The rest of you freaks just won't admit it Especially when you know just who can get it Ain't body tripping 'cuz I know I'm right You could be black or you could be white
For a girl it really don't take to long (Low bass) But girl's always trying to turn ya on (Low bass) With a little squeeze but it's just a tease Give it some time, she'll be on her knees
Then I'll pick her up, so I can work the butt Baby, I just wanna try to bust a nut But don't get me wrong, cause you started it all Coming to my house in a Cam or sump
But when it's time for me to shove Then you front on all that love First you said that I deserve it Now you fight, don't want to serve it
Gave it some time, so make up your mind Don't fight the feeling, this time to own whine You was talking 'bout you gonna give my some But I'm Rappin' 4 Tay it don't make me numb
Yeah man, the little hoes got ill So now it's time to get way to real I know they never have some real dick They need to quit talking that childish shit
You wanna rank hoe go get your bank hoe My little dick will have you screaming though Because when it comes to sex, you don't know what's up Your still playing that finger fuck
See I'm a grown man, I bust some young cock out I like big butts, not big mouths I know some little girls will break you down in bed Pull your drawers down, give you some head
But little girl, you wanna have some fun You better go to magic mountain cuz your way too young So at this point, I can't really say shit Ain't dropping no lines, I'll just call you a bitch
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