Big Tuck (Prod. Goldie)

I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star state I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star state Might po' me a 4 Might po' me a 8 I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star state I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star state I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star State Might po' me a 4 Might po' me a 8 Mane hol' up I done came dine Just po'd up Yeah a couple lines Bitch look fine Hit her from behind 4 or 5 times Now that dick is on her mind But I'm up on the grind Gots to get mine Gots to get cheddar Paint done got wetter Niggas gone hate cause they ain't doing better Than this young fella Known as Feo Taking yo' hoe & then taking her dough Cause this dick a'int free Yes it comes with a fee So if you don't pay Than bitch you do not see But you'll get ya' money's worth When I talk you out that skirt Tongue make the pussy squirt Dick make the pussy hurt Show me what you working with Put that pussy to work I done popped a pill Working the wood wheel Just bought a pint I A'int even crack the seal Need a Faygo Lean sippers know the deal Now tell me how it feel Comin' dine in that candy Jamming that Brandy Bitch I'm from Texas Like that squirrel named Sandy & they understand Me Cause I'm really having And I a'int bragging You niggas steady losing Cause yo' game steady lagging Petal to the metal Gas I'm smashing You Niggas watered down And I'm old fashion And long lasting Better ask yo' chick Gave her this dick And she a'int even let you hit I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star state I'm feeling good I'm feeling great In that Lone Star state Might po' me a 4 Might po' me a 8 Jamming a Screw tape Pistol on my waist