Feel The Girl

(アルバム： Girl Interrupted - 2002)

[Intro Timbaland (Ms. Jaded)]
Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen
(Ms. Jade) Lay lay lay ladies and gentlemen
(Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen
(Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen
(Ms. Jade) Lay ladies and gentlemen
(Ms. Jade) Skrip skirt skrip lay lay
(Ms. Jade) La la la lay
Earr err err

[Verse 1 Ms. Jade]
Ms. Jade's the name coming to ruin the game
Bringing the thunder and rain, bus or a train or a plane
Me and my girls shrivel all over the world
Making you stumble and hurl, braids, ponytails and the curls
I got them folk pumping and moving around
Jumping and getting it down, sweating and working it now
No question, gonna throw on them clothes tonight
So set them bows tonight, engines gon' hum on the bikes
No matter if he black, peurto rican or white
Stiletto heels tonight, free chicken wings and some rice
I got your dude licking my toes and stuff
What wha wha wha what, light the chronic up!
I know y'all gonna love when I do it
I do it professional like Duro and Clue
Doing it all for the loot
Y'all better get ya'll asses up out the seats
Sweat running down your cheeks, virgins turn into freaks

[Chorus Timbaland (Ms.Jade)]
Fricka fa frick feel the girl
(Ms. Jaaaaaaade)
Fricka fa frick fa frick feel the girl
(Ms. Jaaaaaaade)
Frickida frick fa frick feel the girl she'll
(Ms. Jaaaaaaade)
Light the chronic up!
[2x]

[Verse 2 Ms. Jade]
Ya bet was lost, time to set it off
Shopping at the mall, don't care what it cost
Concerned about who be in my sheets
You got beef with me? Then don't speak to me
Like how my flow different kinda pace
Garbage and the waste, please get out my face
You wanna taste? Miss me like I'm Mase
You wanna taste? Lick me William H.
I'm leavin y'all toothless like Gerome
Rolling on the chromes, two ways and the phones
This Philly chick ain't wit this silly shit
Blunts and dutches licked, scraping up for rent
Rat smugg-el-ing, like the government
Keep 'em bub-bel-ing, take it on the chin
So now they all ducking from the slugs
kisses and the hugs, just cut up the rug!

[Chorus (x2)]

[Verse 3 Ms. Jade]
I ain't gon' stop, 'til I'm satisfied
Chain hanging like Nas, see right through the lies
Y'all never knew a dame could be so tight
killing and feeling it right, getting it on tonight
We keep it real, type of chicks we are
Gettin nice at the bar, bang it loud in your car
I'm from the town, niggas gon' hold me down
Lost but now I'm found, watch me snatch the crown
I clear my throat, ladies spit what I wrote
Taking off my coat, stunting tryin to poke
We in the back, counting and peeling the stacks
Combing and brushing the tracks, y'all can't hold me back
I'm comin out switching and changing your route
Taking it to the house, bills and large amounts
I got the club bouncing and shaking they frames
Glass filling, puff and then pass, if your feeling in Philly then dance

[Chorus (x4)]

[Outro Timbaland]
Frid fra frick fra feel the girl
Frid fra freaky freaky feel the girl
Freh freh freh feel feel feel the girl
Shh doha doha digga doha doha fra fricky fricky feel the girl
Fra fridicka feel the girl
Fra freh freh freh freh freh feel feel feel feel
Fra fra freaky feel