Three 6 Mafia - Feel It Remix lyrics

DJ turn the music up I wanna feel it, it Three 6 Mafia, Kingston, Hypnotize Minds! Hey, Tiësto, rock, let's go! I say DJ turn the music up (Up!) And send another round over to my cup (Cup!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh Say, I'm at the bar, gonna have a barre Sippin Ketel One, stumblin' to the car But I don't wanna leave 'cause it's too crunk And these girls got a lotta junk in the trunk Red bones (Red bones), black bones (Black bones) White chocolates (Chocolates), big tones (Big tones) Breakin' them backs, it's on I'm a gigolo and it's gone A freak of the week, tryna get a piece She better know how the boom stay wit the beat All on the floor, I gotta get this Shakin' that a** and I'm all in her ear sayin' I'm in the club, gettin' wasted Drink so much, I cain't even taste it Girls on the floor, I gotta get this Shakin' that a** and I'm all in her ear sayin' I say DJ turn the music up (Up!) And send another round over to my cup (Cup!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ let the music drop (Drop!) We goin' all night, make the party rock (Rock!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh She went face down (Down!) And she went a** up (Up!) I seen her gettin' it for free, so I put my money up But we hit that bar hard The drinks keep flowin' and flowin' She make that booty pop It just keep growin' and growin' You know I had to get 'er, gotta hit 'er up on where we on 'Cause ain't nothin' in the world Better than a drunk and hot girl That'll break it (Down down down down down down down) To the (Ground ground ground ground ground ground ground ground) I say DJ turn the music up (Up!) And send another round over to my cup (Cup!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ let the music drop (Drop!) We goin' all night, make the party rock (Rock!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh Hey, I gotta stunt like it's the first of the month In the projects, just got paid DJ, keep it comin', keep on breakin' 'em off And bring it back just for the hood sake Still spendin' gwap for the women, they fly Reppin' the bottom, ain't got it, no lie Travel the world in the G4 a lot Poe Boy the family and we get it hot I got the beat where the music is live Rock to the beat like my name can survive Give me that heat 'til we all feel the fire I'm in the streets, but the club get me high Party, get shinin' to rock the body The fellas on the dock, the shade's bacarri We do it non-stop, get on Barcardi 151 and act retarded DJ turn the music up And send another round over to my cup I wanna feel (Hey) Feel, feel it I say DJ turn the music up (Up!) And send another round over to my cup (Cup!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ let the music drop (Drop!) We goin' all night, make the party rock (Rock!) I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh I wanna feel it, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ, oh, oh, oh-oh DJ, oh, oh, oh-oh