* this version is slightly different from the album version
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah
[Count Bass-D] Speaking on sandwiches kinda fickle She can be white or wheat, or even pumpernickel She don't even walk around bein discreet uhh On the contrar(y), she walks around lookin for the meat Or, lett-uce pray, tomato cheese pickle Mustard, ketchup, two black olives man Mayonnaise your hands off of it Punk, you understand? I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be Huh, yeah I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be Ha-ay, that's why
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah
[Count Bass-D] Girlie, you're treating me fowl like a rooster But I Boo-Yaa, gusto me gusta I'm sick and tired so you fired I don't want you no more you snore furthermore you're rotten to the core Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee are some of the girls that LL knows from around the way I know some [hoes], that will always give up the play But I don't want that, so I should go where LL stay, huh To find that cutie with that nice fat booty so I can do my duty, and she will smile like Tudy From the Facts of Life that used to be on NBC However recently you've got to catch the repeats G, uh Back to the issue at hand understand I am a man who can burn you like a fryin pan, more dangerous than quicksand Proud to be black, I'm a meal, not a snack You want to put me on wax? But that's why
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out
[Count Bass-D] U-ke-le-le baby baby you're a groupie word to Snoopy I'm delighted and excited to know you would like to do me It's kind of tempting please don't feel I'm condescending I'd like to touch you in a place that makes you uncomf-ortable Uhh, that rapper's full of bull C'mon with Bass because I've got lots of pull Don't fabricate, he ain't straight, I'm an is, he's an ain't I'm full of oil, he is just a waterpaint
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah...
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[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah
[Count Bass-D] Speaking on sandwiches kinda fickle She can be white or wheat, or even pumpernickel She don't even walk around bein discreet uhh On the contrar(y), she walks around lookin for the meat Or, lett-uce pray, tomato cheese pickle Mustard, ketchup, two black olives man Mayonnaise your hands off of it Punk, you understand? I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be Huh, yeah I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be Ha-ay, that's why
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah
[Count Bass-D] Girlie, you're treating me fowl like a rooster But I Boo-Yaa, gusto me gusta I'm sick and tired so you fired I don't want you no more you snore furthermore you're rotten to the core Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee are some of the girls that LL knows from around the way I know some [hoes], that will always give up the play But I don't want that, so I should go where LL stay, huh To find that cutie with that nice fat booty so I can do my duty, and she will smile like Tudy From the Facts of Life that used to be on NBC However recently you've got to catch the repeats G, uh Back to the issue at hand understand I am a man who can burn you like a fryin pan, more dangerous than quicksand Proud to be black, I'm a meal, not a snack You want to put me on wax? But that's why
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out
[Count Bass-D] U-ke-le-le baby baby you're a groupie word to Snoopy I'm delighted and excited to know you would like to do me It's kind of tempting please don't feel I'm condescending I'd like to touch you in a place that makes you uncomf-ortable Uhh, that rapper's full of bull C'mon with Bass because I've got lots of pull Don't fabricate, he ain't straight, I'm an is, he's an ain't I'm full of oil, he is just a waterpaint
[Bass-D *singing*] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah...
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