Feel the Girl

[Intro]<br>Ladies and gentlemen<br>Ladies and gentlemen<br>(Ms. Jade) Lay lay lay ladies and gentlemen<br>(Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen<br>(Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen<br>(Ms. Jade) Lay ladies and gentlemen<br>(Ms. Jade) *skrip skirt skrip* Lay lay<br>(Ms. Jade) La la la lay<br>*Earr err err* <br><br>[Verse 1]<br>Ms. Jade`s the name comin to ruin the game<br>bringin the thunder and rain, bustin a train or a plane<br>Me and my girls shrivel all over the world<br>Makin you stumble and hurl, braids ponytails and the curls<br>I got them folk pumpin and movin around<br>Jumpin and gettin it down, sweatin and workin it now<br>No question, gonna throw on them clothes tonight<br>So set them bows tonight, engines gon` hum on the bikes<br>No matter is he black, peurto rican or white<br>Stiletto, Timbs, and them Nike`s, free chicken wings and some rice<br>I got your dude lickin my toes and stuff<br>What wha wha wha what, light the chronic up!<br>I know y`all gonna love when I do it<br>I do it professional like Duro and Clue<br>doin it all for the loot<br>Y`all better get them asses up out the seats<br>sweat runnin down your cheeks, virgins turn into freaks<br><br>[Chorus] x2<br><br>(Timbaland:) *Fricka fa frick* feel the girl<br>(Ms. Jade:) Ms. Jaaaaaaade<br>(Timbaland:) *Fricka fa frick fa frick* feel the girl<br>(Ms. Jade:) Ms. Jaaaaaaade<br>(Timbaland:) *Frickida frick fa frick* feel the girl she`ll<br>(Ms. Jade:) Ms. Jaaaaaaade<br><br>Light the chronic up!<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>Ya bet was lost, time to set it off<br>Shoppin at the mall, don`t care what it cost<br>Concerned about who be in my sheets<br>You got beef with me? Then don`t speak to me<br>Like how my flow different kinda pace<br>Garbage and the waste, "please get out my face"<br>You wanna taste? Miss me like I`m Mase<br>You wanna taste? Like me William H.<br>I`m leavin y`all toothless like Gerome<br>rollin on the chromes, two ways and the phones<br>This Philly chick ain`t wit this silly shit<br>Blunts and dutches licked, scrapin up for rent<br>Rat smugg-el-in, like the government<br>Keep `em bub-bel-in, take it on the chin<br>So now they all duckin from the slugs<br>kisses and the hugs, just cut up the rug!<br><br>[Chorus] x2<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>I ain`t gon` stop, `til I`m satisfied<br>Chain hangin like Nas, see right through the lies<br>Y`all never knew a dame could be so tight--<br>killin and feelin it right, gettin it on tonight<br>We keep it real, type of chicks we are<br>gettin nice at the bar, bang it loud in your car<br>I`m from the town, niggas gon` hold me down<br>Lost but now I`m found, watch me snatch the crown<br>I clear my throat, ladies spit what I wrote<br>takin off my coat, stuntin tryin to poke<br>We in the back, countin and peelin the stacks<br>combin and brushin the tracks--y`all can`t hold me back<br>I`m comin out switchin and changin your route<br>Takin it to the house, bills and large amounts<br>I got the club bouncin and shakin they frames<br>Masculine puff and then pass, if your feelin in Philly then dance<br><br>[Chorus] x4<br><br>(Timbaland:) <br>*Frid fra frick fra* feel the girl<br>*Frid fra freaky freaky* feel the girl<br>*Freh freh freh* feel *fee* feel the girl<br>*Shh doha doha digga doha doha fra fricky fricky* feel the girl<br>*Fra fridicka* feel the girl<br>*Fra freh freh freh freh freh* feel feel feel feel<br>*Fra fra freaky* feel