I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes Ah yeah Trey I fuckin' feel ya They be starin' at the money I like its unfamiliar I get it, I live it to me there's nothing realer Just enough'll solve

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood Dr. Feelgood (Dr. Feelgood) He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's gonna be your Frankenstein I've got one thing you'll understand (Dr. Feelgood) He's not what you'd call a glamorous man (Dr. Feelgood) Got one

What they want, what they want, what they want Dollar signs, yeah, I know its what they want Y'all ain't foolin' me at all They let us in the rap game I swear they let me in the motherfucking rap game Got a chick, I call her Lola She feel like the ocean

Ayayayayayayayayaya Heyo, heyo, I just wanna feel your body on me Your body on me Heyo, heyo, if you want it then you got it, hold me No more, no more wasting time We can, we can go all night You're taking me there, you're taking me there Our lips are

Ayayayayayayayayaya Heyo, heyo, I just wanna feel your body on me Your body on me Heyo, heyo, if you want it then you got it, hold me No more, no more wasting time We can, we can go all night You're taking me there, you're taking me there Our lips are

Ayayayayayayayayaya Heyo, heyo, I just wanna feel your body on me Your body on me Heyo, heyo, if you want it then you got it, hold me No more, no more wasting time We can, we can go all night You're taking me there, you're taking me there Our lips are

Turned into my worst phobia A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya But it sure was glad to know ya Only poor boys take a chance On the garden's song and dance Feel her flowers as they wrap around But only smart boys do without

You give me pain, but you bring me pleasure Get out of my life You bring me pain, but you give me pleasure Don't know what I like I wanna tell ya, hey I think you oughta know The way you're treating me, I feel I'll have ta go I've heard the rumors and it

(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah One time for the homie DJ Screw Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch Up so

Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull up on ya