Luyện nghe bài hát U Feel Good

[Magnificent]
Jones] Mike Jones, Who?

[Chorus: Jones & Magnificent - repeat 4X]
You feel good ya?
Real don't ya?
You dont want this dick up in else goods don't ya?

Jones]
Mike
You a dick? That feel like a prisoner out on parole
when it's hard on its 24K gold
I'm Mike Jones (Who?) Mike Jones,
That'll beat you back up you act up
I'm lookin for a sex pet to me off
and work on this hard dick until my shit get
I need a girl that think she bad, love to talk
But when I'm fuckin her fast
I never claim the pussy mine cause it mine to claim
but for some reason when I'm in it, they be screamin my
See your pussy, please that
Believe me, please that
Them orgasms that you need, you'll that
Fuckin with Mike Jones, just pick up home phone
I'll fuck you so good that you can't even walk, can't even
Mike Jones, just call and I'll over
Dickin ya down, holdin ya back, ya shoulders, it's over

I know you good the way I'm diggin you out
Run my fingers through your hair and put my in ya mouth
I'm the reason why you out
Niggas still can't believe I fuck, Still tryin to it out
Magno is still the baby thug that you love
Plus since you ain't my gal, we cuddle and hug
All I'm to do is fuck up ya glove, ??? scuffin em up
a nut or two, then I'm snug as a bug
Magno heat to the deck, seek with a tech
dig so deep that it'll reach to your neck
Rough when I'm able, so I bring much to the
All I need is ten strokes, Ima bust on ya navel
Can't wait till the go off, I stay hard
My ain't Bill Gates, I'm never Microsoft
I paper, floss Jags, floss Gators
And girls I chop up like Watts with a fader

[Mike
I say what I mean and I mean I say
When it comes to fuckin hoes, Mike Jones don't
See I dick a hoe from mornin, noon, to night
And when I don't give it to her, she be to fight
Cause I am Mike Jones (Who?) Jones
dick a hoe down and make her moan and groan
I know you feel good don't ya? Real don't ya?
This dick of mine, you just for you ya?

She can be a freak, but I'm a after
If I can still slide through a Master card
Put ya ankles ya neck, the spine I wreck
We at ya job, behind ya desk
Face down ya ass up
I ain't tryin to go head, so I'm buyin rubbers with my last buck
be cuttin
You feel good don't ya? They don't call me for nothin

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