Feel It (feat. T-Pain, Sean Paul, Pitbull

[Chorus]

[DJ Felli Fel]

Hey! Won't you yank on some of this Cali?

Sip on some of this Platinum?

If you want some of daddy

All you gotta do is ask for some

I'm pimpin' up on your booty, shawty

Please don't try to move me, shawty

I'm trying to be the life of the party

Shawty, shawty

Can you feel it? I wanna know!

Can you feel it? I wanna know!

Can you feel it? I wanna know!

Can you feel it? I wanna know!

Can you feel it?

[Sean Paul]

Gal, me a know you a top class

A go an shake that fat ass, gimme the wind and stop fast

Me a da top boss, come gimme that quick cast

The whole night and I stop floss

Inna the tight charts

Me wan a touching all the right parts

Make ya get twight ass

See your body from afar, just like a night hawk

My girl a fi in NASCAR

I got that good love for you

That a me wan tell you from the first time I see you

Run with the boy, then a jus' now I gi' you

With trife coming now see ya sitting well tight

And ya know see me just now credit

All night long me a wet it and set it

I'll be the man that giving it to you

All night gal know by the gate men a fight

[Chorus]

[Pitbull]

Sean Paul, Felli, Pit, T-Pain

Mami over there off the chain

Ass gorgeous, lips insane

Hips like boom and a ass like bang

One time for them boys on the block

All pushing that ying and that yang, you know

That D, that rock, that cane

Aww, yeah mane!

Now she moving like she can't stop

She can be from Thailand that way the she bang cock

I'm telling, your mami do anything

And she throwing it back like a b-b-boomerang

I went a little bit below her belly ring

Like a belly ring, badabing, hm, badaboom

Now dim the lights down in the room

While I slide in you like, ooh can you feel it?

[Chorus]

Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown (Feel it)

DJ Felli Fel I'ma make ya shake now (Can you feel it?)

Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown (Feel it)

DJ Felli I'm so so (Can you feel it?)

[Flo Rida]

Hey! Lil' mama Cali, get married

Cr-crack up, try to get to know daddy

West coast for me baby, start that fatty

Let it go below your waist like you at Bally's

This Total Fitness, can you feel it?

Break it up or yeah you will get the business

Lil' mama asking, I'm writing your wishes

I got it bad I'm addicted to thickness

I'm trying to be your connect, fool 'round might get you wet

Like when you turn on the jets, hello I'm in to caress

Look there's a spot on your neck, for sure your bottom is next

Just know I'm all on ya chest, I know I'm making ya sweat

She trippin', shawty look at my set

We tippin', I know you gotta collect

Keep dippin', pop up my collar, the best

We limpin', the money flippin'

[Chorus]

(Can you feel it?!)