Lyrics of Eat you alive

(lil wayne talking)
What u feel like doing gurl

(refrain)
I feel like f**kin too(remix ok)
I feel like f**kin too(remix ladies)
I feel like f**kin you(i got you)
I feel like f**kin something too(it's ur baby)

(couplet 1:)
Well i'm looking at my jacob can't tell the time
I got plenty stones in um aint none of um rine
N i'm lookin in her face n i can smell she's mine
Because she back her applebottom up on my pine
N then the pineapple juice come out fine
She drink it like it's crushed grape, say it taste like wine
I can sit a fruit plate on her b-hind
I can get a new date on her b-half
Got a size 2 waist wit a perfect ass
Babydoll cute face like a cabbage patch
And i smash dat ass like randy savage
Wish i could pass dat ass to my man in the parish now
Slam dat ass on da canvas
Damn dis gurl aint even wearin no panties, dats grown-up
And i'm grown-up 2
N we can get together do wat grown-ups do
Now wat chu talkin bout

(chorus x2)
I feel like f**kin too(it's so good)
I feel like f**kin too(damn it's so great)
I feel like f**kin you(so dont wait tell ur friends dont hate)
I feel like f**kin something too(we can be a lil late)

(couplet 2:)
Champagne and me gurl
Sip on i rolls my city
Pretty women say "i hope he feelin us"
"oh boy you killin us"
So long my dick is so long continuous doh dick
N then i'm so gone remember it
Memories
Kick my feet up n fall back
Big back seat my nigga i need all dat
Big dog status baby i got next
I dont even cash my checks
I'm a mess
I invest match my neck
Dats a house wit the pool in the back
How cool is that
Damn baby, wat move was that
Damn do dat, bet ciera cant do dat

Got my new era fitted low she raise my hat
You cant do dat
You cant stop my fresh, you cant handle dat
If you can baby let me know sumthin
I'll be waitin over by the show f**k
Wat chu talkin bout

(chorus x2)
I feel like f**kin too(it's so good)
I feel like f**kin too(damn it's so great)
I feel like f**kin you(so dont wait tell ur friends dont hate)
I feel like f**kin something too(we can be a lil late)

(verse 3)
Look
Enough with the games
Hop up in this truck
We can f**k switchin lanes
But i'm parkin
Slap on the rubber
Grab on ur butt softly
Push the seat back
Look at dat let's party
Yea
I make u bust like a ballon
I'm stuck inside of ya womb
From dat night to the noon
Shit
But i'm likly the movie
Rush right in the room
N f**k like it's a zoo
Yea...yea
N i'm a animal
Stroke like clarence do
No i wont hannibal
You
Now raise it up
Come close n let me sandwich you
Den slow motion and ram it
Yea
Ya like da way i murder dat shit
On a ride till ya die swing a curve on dat dick
Got me hard as a brick
Wen you do wat cha do
N now i feel like f**kin you

(chorus x2)
I feel like f**kin too(it's so good)
I feel like f**kin too(damn it's so great)
I feel like f**kin you(so dont wait tell ur friends dont hate)
I feel like f**kin something too(we can be a lil late)