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Rick James - Felt Lyrics




[ Murs ]



There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is



But really it's my crew and these three white kids



One brother, one sister, some other mister



I wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed

her



They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick



I ain't tryin to play it fair



This supposed to be a party but it never made it there



I paid five bucks just to get up in here and they

wouldn't let us speak



My homeboy Corey really had to take a leak



Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door



When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her

throat



Then her brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the

coat







[ CHORUS ]



Baby



Don't try to save me



People



Just let me be



Fucker



I'm not your brother



Step back



Rick James, respect that







[ Slug ]



You rappers can't write, you writers can't rap



So I'ma light this room on fire and take a nap



The women like to smile, the women love to frown



So I come out to play after the sun goes down



Ain't got no money but I gotta lotta love



The fridge is empty but the belly is stuffed



Happy New Year, gonna be a good year



Need to keep it steady, so I'ma put my foot here



Ugly as fuck, beer gut, dandruff



Too high to sit still, too drunk to stand up



And if you ain't wearin handcuffs throw a hand a up



Like you don't give a fuck, what







[ CHORUS ]



Baby



Don't try to save me



People



Just let me be



Fucker



I'm not your brother



Step back



My life, respect that



Baby



Don't try to save me



People



Just let me be



Fucker



I'm not your brother



Step back



Rick James, respect that







[ Murs ]



And that's why you added two nicotine habits



Murs/Slug is the group but "Felt" is the fabric



Known for reekin havoc on tracks automatic



We will not fall off, dagnabit



Steppin to the wax plate with a 900 average



Makin rappers run home, a Barry Bond habit



So savage, so sick, plus the stage show rips



I got the hardcore and the teenage chicks



All love Slug but who loves ugly?



I heard God does, shameless plug



But I don't give a fuck



Cause if his album does well then you'll pick this up







[ Slug ]



At best I'll give you credit to protest



Now let it rest and take your place on the bench



Put that arrogance back in that bottle



When these fools gonna use some common sense?



Easy to find but hard to catch



Regardless I still play my part in this mess



Far from the nest but home is the heart



Blesseth be the S, should've known from the start



I'm not tryin to be rude



But I sincerely wanna fuck the taste out of your mouth



Can you - wait, wait, I got sidetracked again



So I'ma chill and pass it off to my friend



And he says







[ Murs ]



Slug, I got your back cause that's what I'm here for



[ Slug ]



All they did was front so we snuck through the rear

door



[ Murs ]



Bailin through the middle of it all feelin good



[ Slug ]



And the fellas yell what, girls screamin like they

should



[ Murs ]



Now all the beautiful people in the house close your

mouth



[ Slug ]



Let the ugly shout, show em what it's all about



[ Murs ]



So don't try to turn it out, forget the guns and the

knives



[ Slug ]



We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be just fine



And it goes







[ CHORUS ]


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