Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Girl

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and
Ladies and gentlemen, and gentlemen

Ms. Jade's the name comin' to the game
the thunder and rain, bus or a train or a plane
Me and my girls all over the world
Makin' you stumble and hurl, braids, and the curls
I got them folk pumpin' and around
Jumpin' and gettin' it down, and workin' it now
No question, gonna on them clothes tonight
So set them tonight, engines gon' hum on the bikes

No matter if he black, Puerto or white
Stiletto heels tonight, chicken wings and some rice
I got dude lickin' my toes and stuff
What, what, what, what, what, the chronic up
I know y'all gonna love I do it
I do it professional Duro and Clue, doin' it all for the loot
Y'all better get y'all asses up out the
Sweat runnin' your cheeks, virgins turn into freaks

Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
She'll the chronic up
(Ms. Jade)

feel the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
She'll the chronic up
(Ms. Jade)

Ya bet was lost, to set it off
at the mall, don't care what it cost
Concerned about who be in my
You got beef with me, then speak to me
Like how my flow different pace
Garbage and the waste, get out my face
You wanna taste? Miss me I'm Mase
You wanna taste? me William H.

I'm leavin' toothless like Gerome
on the chromes, two ways and the phones
This Philly ain't wit this silly shit
and dutches licked, scrapin' up for rent
Rat smugglin' like the
'em bubbelin', take it on the chin
So now they all from the slugs
and the hugs, just cut up the rug

Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
light the chronic up
(Ms. Jade)

Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
feel the girl
(Ms. Jade)
She'll light the up
(Ms. Jade)

I ain't gon' stop, I'm satisfied
hangin' like Nas, see right through the lies
Y'all never knew a dame be so tight
Killin' and feelin' it right, it on tonight
We it real, type of chicks we are
Gettin' at the bar, bang it loud in your car
I'm from the town, niggas gon' hold me
Lost but now I'm found, me snatch the crown

I clear my throat, ladies spit I wrote
Takin' off my coat, tryin' to poke
We in the back, countin' and peelin' the
Combin' and brushin' the tracks, y'all can't hold me
I'm out switchin' and changin' your route
Takin' it to the house, bills and amounts
I got the bouncin' and shakin' they frames
Glass fillin', puff and pass, if your feelin' in Philly then dance

Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
feel the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
She'll light the up
(Ms. Jade)

Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
She'll light the up
(Ms. Jade)

Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
feel the girl
(Ms. Jade)
Frick the girl
(Ms. Jade)
light the chronic up
(Ms. Jade)

Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
Frick feel the
(Ms. Jade)
light the chronic up
(Ms. Jade)

Frick the girl
Freaky freaky, feel the girl, feel the girl
Fricky feel the girl, frick feel the girl
Feel feel, frick feel, freaky freaky feel