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Artiste : Young Thug
Titre : Feel It
Wheezy

I want that pussy in a Wraith
I´ma make sure lil´ mama feel it
Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it (on Slime)

We make love, it be hot just like a skillet (woo, woo)
I don´t wanna buy her love, I wanna build it
Build that bitch up from the ground, never want tear that bitch down
Yeah, you know that this dick ain´t no clown
You know this dick make you make sounds (swear, yeah)
I fuck that bitch good, I don´t tease her
Nigga, that why she not leavin´ (what?)
And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa
And I do it for my people (I swear)
Yeah, I never ever met a girl like you (what?)
I´m lovin´ every single curve about you
Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, ´bout you
Put on my suit, go get my boots, I´ll go to jail ´bout you (let´s go)

You know who you with
Lil´ baby stop playin´, darlin´, you know who you with
You know who you with
Man I´m so for real
I copped you a coupe baby, I´ma chauffeur it (skrrt, skrrt)
Man I´m so for real these niggas be talkin´, we bust it so for real (for real)
I´m so geeked up on your lovin´ I don´t need no mollies, so for real (for real)
Behind closed doors it gets drastic
Pussy wet, I done worked magic
Yeah, I am the truth so don´t answer
Yeah, I shoot our vids and they plastic
Yeah, I only call lil´ mama baby when she say daddy (and what?)

If that´s your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit´ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I´m popular, I´ma still be the old me (yeah)
I swear to God she wanna feel it (yeah)
When I do wrong, bae, make me feel it (yeah)
I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah

Make me feel it, make me feel it
Make me feel it, make me feel it
Oh, I wan´ feel it, I wan´ feel it
I wan´ feel it, I wan´ feel it
Baby, I´ll give you head, give me ceilings
Come here bae, I´m appealin´
I´m locked down, all metal

Horseshoe, True Religion
I´m dabbin´, I´m dabbin´
I´ll hop in your car, and I´ll smash it, I´ll smash it
I´m buyin´ gold Rollies, yeah I´m Trinidad-in´
They look like they don´t wanna fuck, but they actin´
I´m pourin´ up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis (lean, lean, lean)
And I think I´m tough, you look tough, so let´s clash it (let´s clash, let´s clash)
War ready, I´m goin´ steady
I fuck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
I wanna fuck and not talk and I said it
I want that cat like a leopard
Let´s go to Germany, no Shepherd
She don´t need no hand, I´ma help her
She barely keep it so I kept her

Watch me tell her

If that´s your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit´ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I´m popular, I´ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah