Artist: Mark Ronson f/ Bruno Mars, Mystikal Album: Uptown Special Song: Feel Right Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Bruno Mars] Ladies and gentleman, give it up for Mystikal! [Mystikal] Callin all cars in here for the Prince of the South Fuck that yabba-dabba-doo shit, bitch I just got out Still rappin, slappin kittens and grabbin my cock I'm the artist, the godfather, still hard as a rock You gon' fuck around and make me knock your fruit juice loose Banana, your watermelon and pomegranate too Rhymin kung-fu, that split bamboo Crowd rockin, ain't no stoppin that rappin ass fool I been bad bro, what'cha gettin mad for? I'm gon' have to fuck you up I eat flames up, shit fire out Don't make me light my butt Excuse ME, who ME? I got a lot of groupies! Oughta have a fuckin doghouse like Snoopy! Curtains go UP, it's goin down Tear the thang out the frame with my band [Bruno Mars] C'mon! C'mon! Uhh! [Chorus: Mystikal] Feel right in this motherfucker (riiight) Feel good in this motherfucker (riiight) My whole hood in this motherfucker (riiight) And we gon' rock this motherfucker (all niiight) Feel right in this motherfucker (riiight) Feel good in this motherfucker (riiight) My whole hood in this motherfucker (riiight) And we gon' rock this motherfucker (all niiight) And we gon' rock this motherfucker (all niiight) Yeah we gon' rock this motherfucker (all niiight) [Bruno Mars] Wooooooooooo-ooh! Get down! C'mon, Mystikal! Don't hurt 'em now! [Mystikal] She grabbin on my pants, she tryin to pull it out my pocket Don't yank on the motherfucker so hard you're gonna pull it out the socket! It's exercise with thighs and hip muscles Next exercise you gon' burn some lip muscles Let the music work your ear muscles And if you're skinny then use your lil' muscles A bag back or tea bag with these duffles But blaow-blaow, get smashed when we hustle! The last time you had a knuckle sandwich? Huh? Last time a nigga had a foot so far up your ass you couldn't handle it? You can't stand it! To make matters worse I gotta go to the studio with Bruno Mars on another planet Don't get mad, I'm just sayin Don't believe it cause I'm sayin it bitch, believe it cause I'm tellin ya! I'm doin the rappin and bustin Ronson on the scratchin and cuttin! [Bruno Mars] C'mon! C'mon! Uhh! [Chorus] [Bruno Mars] Wooooooooooo-ooh! Get down! C'mon, wait a minute now Give it to 'em on the one! [Mystikal] Uhh, this the intermission I'll break it down so you niggaz listen Take a second to wipe my sweat Might be the only chance you get to catch your breath Don't get too comfortable in here Niggaz know I'm bringin back the rumble in here Just when you thought you can cool down and sip some of that water! Sheeit... a nigga back! Say it again! [Chorus] w/ minor variations [Outro: Bruno Mars] Ladies and gentlemen One more time put your hands together for Mystikal! Don't it feel good? Ain't he makin us feel good tonight?! Thank you Mr. Ronson for bringin us together this evening We gon' go ahead and head over to the after party We'll see y'all uptown, c'mon!