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Mark Ronson, Feel Right (Feat. Mystikal)

Ladies and gentleman, give it up for Mystikal [Mystikal:]

Calling all cars in here for the Prince of the South Fuck that yabba-dabba-doo shit, bitch, I just got out Still rapping, slapping kittens and grabbing 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 Ya banana, ya watermelon and pomegranate too

Rhyming kung-fu that split bamboo

Crowd rockin', ain't no stopping that rapping ass fool I been bad, bruh, whatcha getting mad for?

I'm a 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 that thing out the frame Like my band

Come on, come on

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)

/2x

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night)

Mystikal, don't hurt 'em now

Grabbing at 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, we gon' burn some lip muscles Let the music work your ear muscles

And if you're skinny then use your little muscles Bag back or tea bag with these duffles

Pow pow get smash when we hustle

When the last time you have a knuckle sandwich, huh?

The last time a nigga 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 saying

Don't believe it cause I'm saying it, bitch Believe it cause I'm telling you

I'm doing the rapping and bussing Ronson on the scratchin' and cuttin' Feel right in this motherfucker

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(Right)

Feel good in this motherfucker (Right)

My whole hood in this motherfucker (Right)

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night)

/2x

Get down

Wait a minute now

Give it to them on the one This the intermission

I'll break it down so you niggas listen Take a second to wipe my sweat

Might be the only chance you get to catch your breath Don't get too comfortable in here

Niggas 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 nigga back Say it again

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)

/2x

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

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