She Makes Me Feel Alright

[Intro - Freeway]

(Aaaaaaah)

(Yeah, yeah)

(Aaaaaaah)

(La-da-daaaaa)

Uh, uh

(Yeah, yeah)

(Aaaaaaah)

(No more cymbals man)

[Verse 1 - Freeway]

Uh, she like something out of Maxim, the real Swimsuit issue

Told her I miss you, I'll be back soon

Hold the spot down until I'm back home

Her girlfriends downstairs, her little nephew in the back room

But I don't mind 'cause she, on her job

And she, drive a nigga wild when she slob the knob

And she, throw it back when I hit her from behind

Every time, that's why I had to make her all mine, yeah

[Chorus - Sample from "Mary Jane" by Rick James (Freeway)]

She makes me feel alright (she do)

She makes me feel alright (yes she do)

She makes me feel alright (she do)

She makes me feel alright (woo!)

[Verse 2 - Freeway]

I had plenty chicks, big booty, one skinny chicks

Spanish mamis that don't hardly speak the lang-o-uage

She always yellin "Papi Chulo", while we at it

Then she ask me if she teach me Spanish, will I teach her Eng-a-lish?

Don't be ridiculous, ya know I'll teach ya

She say "Who's bicho? What that mean? Who's ding-a-ling is this?"

I told her "get it right, it's yours"

Her coochie so tight, every time I hit it, hit walls

Hit it all night, hit it more in the morn'

Flew her in like a kite, even hit it on tour

Hit in on the sofa, hit it on the floor

But told my new chick her coochie not addictive like yours

Right on, Freezer get his nighty-night on

After I beat it up, she put me to sleep like s'mores

Light snores, then she wake me up to back rubs

And I'm back up, fin' to beat it up once more

Now once more, Freezer was once a whore

Now she got me locked, Bush approach - shock and awe

She hit the supermarket and food shop and all

Then she top me off, swallow the whole cock and all, yeah

[Chorus - without "woo!" at the end]

[Verse 3 - Freeway]

I think I like her 'cause she make me laugh, make me smile

Go through her act because she know she got that snapper-pow

Oh, you don't know about that snapper-pow?

That's that action that pull you back in when you backin out

She grab the burner, said she thuggin out

She say "you think we gonna be Ike and Tina Turner? Boy, you buggin out"

I told her "I love you, I'll never hit you

Except for in your coochie and your mouth"

She said "cut it out"

We actin out, playin cat and mouse

I still snap, she come to the flat unannounced