Songtext Eat you alive Lil' Wayne

Eat you alive

(feat. Ludacris)

[talking: Lil Wayne]
What u feel like doing girl

[Chorus:]
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 your baby)

[Verse 1:]
Well I'm looking at my Jacob can't tell the time
I got plenty stones in um ain't 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 with 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 girl ain't 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 don't wait tell your friends don't hate)
I feel like f**kin something too (we can be a lil late)

[Verse 2:]
Champagne and me girl
Sippose I roll 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 back n fall back
Big back seat nigga I need all dat
Big dog status baby I got next
I don't even cash my checks
I'm a mess
I invest match my neck
Dats a house with the pool in the back
How cool is that
Damn baby, wat move was that
Damn do dat, bet Ciera can't do dat
Got my New Era fitted low she raise my hat
You can't do dat
You can't stop my fresh, you can't 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 don't wait tell your friends don't 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 your 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 won't 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 don't wait tell your friends don't hate)
I feel like f**kin something too (we can be a lil late)