Feel it..feel it don`t ya?
Like a whore to the mack..feel it
Grab your ankles, frit your teeth...
Feel it don`t ya?
On your knees, browning nose for
Platinum shine
These songs, once they were yours
Now they are mine
Taste some a and r cock..feel it
You got the deal, been `round the block..
Feel it don`t ya?
Trust in him, he`ll make you rich..feel it
He`ll turn you out` cause you`re his bitch..
Feel it don`t ya?
