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Funkmaster Flex - I'm Not Feeling You - Yvette Michelle lyrics
Oh, yeah, yeah
 I'm not feeling you
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 You know how I'm living
 Playa's never been my style
 This time you're not forgiven so
 Don't try to change my mind
 I know you want me
 And I know you want me bad
 I know you're thinkin' of me
 It's my turn not to care
 And that's why
 I'm not feeling you
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 I'm not feeling you
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 Let go, no flippin' out, my love
 I need someone to hold me near
 I need a man, don't try to buy my love
 I need someone to be right here
 Ah, no, no, no
 I know you want me
 And I know you want me bad
 I know you're thinking of me
 It's my turn not to care
 So I
 I'm not feeling you
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 I'm not feeling youFunkmaster Flex - I'm Not Feeling You - Yvette Michelle - http://motolyrics.com/funkmaster-flex/im-not-feeling-you-yvette-michelle-lyrics.html
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
I'm not feeling you
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 I'm not feeling you
 No matter what you do
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 No matter what you say
 I'm leaving anyway
 Hey baby, yeah I'm alright, how you feeling?
 Come inside, yeah, come in, close the door behind you
 Yeah, I know, I'm home a little early from work today
 Yeah, you miss me baby?
 Yeah? I missed you too
 I missed you so much I followed you today
 Ah huh, yo son, yo son, don't raise up son, chill
 Sit down son I'm talking to you
 But I'm saying though
 Don't deny it, I saw you
 I saw you with your alcoholic secretary
 The one with the bad feet
 Walking, holding her hand
 Playing yourself as usual
 And you know you are known for playing yourself
 Instead of holding her hand
 You shoulda been putting some lotion on them crusty feet she got
 But anyway, I ain't gonna stress that
 It's all good
 You know your man Big Mike?
 Yeah, the first round draft pig, Big Mike
 I know you know him as Mike
 But I call him Big Mike
 Yeah, why you got your mouth open, boo, close your mouth
 'cause see, he's feeling me
 And I am not feeling you








