Three 6 Mafia - Feel It Lyrics

I said DJ turn the music up
And send another round over to my cup
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

I'm at the bar, on a half a bar
Sippin' Ketel One, stumbling to the car
But I don't wanna leave 'cause it's too fun
And these girls got a lot of junk in the trunk

Red bone, black bone
White shark, big tone
Bringin' that back, its on
I'm a gigolo and its gone

A freak of the week, tryin' to get a piece
She better know how to move, stay with the beat
All on the floor, I gotta get this
Shakin' that ass and up all in my ear, sayin'

I'm in the club, gettin' wasted
Drink so much I can't even taste it
Girls on the floor, I gotta get this
Shakin' that ass and up all in my ear, sayin'

I said DJ turn the music up
And send another round over to my cup
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

DJ let the music drop
We goin' all night, make the party rock
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

She face down, and she was ass up
I see her gettin' it for free, so I put my money up
We hit that bar hard, the drinks keep flowing and flowing
She make that booty pop, it just keep growing and growing

You know I had to get her, gotta get her up over of here
'Cause ain't nothin' in the world better than a drunk and high girl
Gotta break it down, down, down
To the ground, ground, ground

I said DJ turn the music up
And send another round over to my cup
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

DJ let the music drop
We goin' all night, make the party rock
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

Hey, I got a stock like it's the first of the month
In the projects just got paid
DJ, keep it coming, keep on breaking 'em off
And bring it back just for the hood sake

Still spending gwap on the women, they fly
Reppin' and wylin', we got it, no lie
Top of the world in the depot a lot
Poor boy, the family and we get it hot

I got the beat when the music is live
Rock to the beat like my name can survive
Give me that heat 'til we all feel the fire
I'm in the streets but the club get me high

Party, get shawty to rock the body
The fellas on the rock that shades Bacari
We do it non-stop get on Bacardi
151 and act retarded

DJ turn the music up
And send another round over to my cup
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

I said DJ turn the music up
And send another round over to my cup
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it

DJ let the music drop
We goin' all night, make the party rock
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it